12-01-2012, 05:03 PM
the hardest edit i ever done
Ionan Seas (or how to put a overpriced guide book to good use) (take 2))
How great this burden
How cruel the Gods
To be born beneath everlasting skies
Smited by consequences of mortality
Gently rocking upon Posieden's blue
Ever watched by Olympian eyes
Blighting my sight with kaleidoscopic vistas
Shattering a glass soul, falling upon Herculean rocks
Shards of me sink, into Ionan seas
For I have been cursed with, the perfect day
None shall be like this no more
To fade into a tomorrows memory
No painting no picture could capture
The sights an sounds entwined with emotions
Completeness, almost oneness
As calm as Ionan hues
A tear falls as salted as the deep
Lost forever, as this moments death
1000 years I could live, but never again today
Blissfully uncaring, drifting on Ionan seas
Zeus has held me high like Nike
Hermes stilled my spirit at these tranquil waters
Cursed be this perfect day
For on morrow I shall return to the arms of Ares
Intimate waves of finite passion felt
Sadness in the knowledge
Dawn they shall be gone
As Loggerheads on the tides
To live this moment forever
Would the beauty eventually diminish ?
Eroded rainbows with colours faded
Tis then I'll know
Is time to die
Ionan Seas (or how to put a overpriced guide book to good use) (take 2))
How great this burden
How cruel the Gods
To be born beneath everlasting skies
Smited by consequences of mortality
Gently rocking upon Posieden's blue
Ever watched by Olympian eyes
Blighting my sight with kaleidoscopic vistas
Shattering a glass soul, falling upon Herculean rocks
Shards of me sink, into Ionan seas
For I have been cursed with, the perfect day
None shall be like this no more
To fade into a tomorrows memory
No painting no picture could capture
The sights an sounds entwined with emotions
Completeness, almost oneness
As calm as Ionan hues
A tear falls as salted as the deep
Lost forever, as this moments death
1000 years I could live, but never again today
Blissfully uncaring, drifting on Ionan seas
Zeus has held me high like Nike
Hermes stilled my spirit at these tranquil waters
Cursed be this perfect day
For on morrow I shall return to the arms of Ares
Intimate waves of finite passion felt
Sadness in the knowledge
Dawn they shall be gone
As Loggerheads on the tides
To live this moment forever
Would the beauty eventually diminish ?
Eroded rainbows with colours faded
Tis then I'll know
Is time to die