In Vengeful Embrace

<br>There was an echo, an old sore,<br>A bewildering reflection.<br>No winds, but cricket chirps<br>alongside to the trail.<br>Traces before me.<br>Something flitting across.<br>Maybe a shadow, a famine imagery.<br>A pasture on the left repeals my worry<br>That no soul had been here before me<br>As at this glimpse of joy appeared<br>A long lost fiend who spoke to me:<br><br>Welcome, brother.<br>Welcome, traitor.<br>Welcome, ever longed-for Intimate.<br>Repent and atone in vengeful embrace.<br>In vengeful embrace.<br><br>I was seized with mere fear<br>As at his words I did recall<br>A face, a name, my frailty.<br>A tragedy in december snow.<br>And all turned into rampant<br>Tendrils entwined about my neck.<br>A mist gathered where suns would be<br>And again he did speak to me Welcome, brother.<br>Welcome, traitor.<br>Welcome, ever longed-for Intimate.<br>Repent and atone in vengeful embrace.<br>In vengeful embrace.<br><br>She burdened me with her kiss<br>Bedecked garment in the clear<br>Yearned for her in fetters sweet<br>That were never meant to release.<br>December`s virgin snow<br>A tender touch at ease<br>let luster grow in her eyes<br>At our chalet in conceal.<br>And she burdened me with her kiss<br>Bedecked garment in the clear<br>Yearned for her in fetters sweet<br>Never meant to release.<br>When luster passed from her eyes.<br><br>Again there was this echo,<br>an old sore torn wide open,<br>This bewildering reflection.<br>I did repel, but never repented.<br><br>Oh brother, traitor.<br>Ever longed-for Intimate<br>Woe betide you<br>For you stole what was mine.