Where Victory is Penned - Swashbuckle

Washes over in waves of excess

Struck from a purely angelic medium

With a voice that makes the soul go numb

A complexion white as ivory’s glow

Flawless locks that dance and fucking flow

An incandescent gaze that topples men

The jeweled eyed jilter gleams again

Softly sing the vales of perfection

Masters of illusion and misdirection

Like chasing dreams never caught before

To conquer wisdom never brought ashore

Jealous was the sun that day

To be outshined in every way

Beauty one cannot comprehend

This is where victory is penned

Their magic goes without question

And quickly turns into obsession

Glorious battles won on sea and ground

Yet this triumph’s far more profound

There’s more here than meets the eye

Beneath her glistening shell, lay lies

Unfortunate events draw near

As tragedy blazes new frontiers

The clouded mist of a midnight tryst

Billows forth in the lovers' midst

Emotions pinned against a wall

Buoyed hopes are sure to fall

Heirlooms scattered amongst a room

Decaying blooms construct her tomb

Communication falters fast

Nonimmune to every spell she casts

The water runs red with malice

Let us furnish our floating palace

With the carrions of so-called «friends»

This is where victory is penned

To expect nil and be just rewarded

In a place where goddesses are courted

Deserves a victory lap sailed 'round the world

And still-beating hearts of every goetic girl

She is the sober intoxication

Of a pointless destination

A tangible personification

Of a fiery misinterpretation

Peal away her finest lineaments

What remains is euphonic torment

Know that barking up her ember’s tree

Will be only furthered into a memory

Broken traces of disgrace

Brings new meaning to this place

Vibes in the minds that will not mend

This is where victory is penned