Lady Lazarus

Dour virtues, scourging to sores
Rebuked by the noxious, a lifetime curse
Ascetic, nostalgic, with blood tasting tears

Dolefulness permeates the air
The light keeps fondling the black of her hair
Like threads made of silk, scattered greys titivate

A weary soul that found relief
And her face like an effigy, gentled with grief
In the horizon a star has collapsed
Following thousands and thousands of dreams

A deafening beauty, a ravishing star
She was a gardenia born in barren lands
A fathomless memory, a fathomless life
A downhearted daughter shrieks

Sun kissed skin, a flowered white dress
Its petals are longing for the wind's caress.
Coiled in her feeble legs
Caroline had the first glimpse at the serpent of death

Fire, fire
Scorched dreams
Winds of death
Soothing relief
Sour breath
Vanished in a day
Blitheness denied

Fire, fire
Scorched dreams
Winds of death
Soothing relief
Sour breath
Vanished in a day
Lady Lazarus

The overture of a tale
Into the woods across the hills
Not a queen but a warrior
Not an empress but a sorceress

A saffron sunset muttered on the ear of an orphaned child
Thy mother gleaned bright; thou art the daughter of a star
Caroline, you're the offspring of the wingless moon
That flutters and reveres just one more time
She pours its light upon the night and combs the hair of her ailing grandchild

Seventeen hours passed, she needed to travel fast
A sudden realization that she ran without direction
Into the pale cold trees and fallen velvet leaves
Nothing but a letter of her raging fist

My beautiful Caroline: You are my everything
Now I am light, I am everything I ever wanted
I was too weary of gazing at the heavens
Mother's calling me to dance with her