Amethyst Mistress Of Gordon Lyrics

Mistress Of Gordon Lyrics

Laying, gazing on the midnight sky

 Upon clowdy mountainpeak supine

 Below, ruined lands are seen trembling

 Her horror and beauty are divine

 

 Return, my Mistress of Gorgon

 Thy've marked my heart with wisdom

 Return, my Mistress of Gorgon

 Thy've scarred my soul, and now it is gone...

 

 Upon her lips and eyelids, seems no lie

 Loveliness as a shadow, from which it shines

 Fury and luried, struggling underneath

 The agonies and anguish of death

 

 My Mistress of Gorgon

 Thy've marked my heart with no wisdom

 Return not my Mistress of Gorgon

 Thy've scarred my soul... Roam alone

 

 Yes, it's the horror than the grace

 Which turns the gazer's spirits, into stone

 Whereon the lineaments of that dead face

 Are graven, till the characters be grown

 

 Into itself and thought no more can trace

 'Tis the melodious hue, of beauty enthroned

 Arthwont the darkness and the glore of pain

 Which humanize and harmonize the strain

 

 From her head, as from one body grows

 As rotten grass out of a watery rock

 Hair as a viper, they curl and flow

 Their long tangles, in each other lock

 With unending involutions show...

 

 Their moiled radiance, as it were to mock

 The torture and the dead within and saw

 The solid air, with many a ragged jaw

 

 'Tis the tempestious loveliness of terror

 Far from the serpent's gleam, a brazen glare

 Kindled, by that inextricable terror

 Which makes a thrilling vapour, of the air

 

 To become an ever shiftening mirror nightmare

 Of all the beauty, and terror there

 A woman's countenance, with serpent locks

 Gazing in depth from heaven on death, 

 From those wet rocks...