Janus from Janus by Sardonic Wrath

Each of The eyes of Janus 
Sees both into the future and past
Every drop of blood, the end of life and beyond 
Cataracts, ancients 
Fading glory 
I sipped lavender wine 
It rains 
The ends of time, acquiescing Fruits 
Quoted thusly from volva 
I fall unto the arms of a dying tree
The cosmic spheres behold me
Like eyes of glass
The dead are watching
The dead are listening
The dead are laughing 
The living are watching
The living are listening
The living are laughing 
Eroding is their sound, only to defy entropy and rebirth 
The burns of burden will sting less than the lacerations of indolence 
And the eyes of Janus are watching 
Future and past, present, now 
I sit by 1 candle lit 
Watching it burn 
Like the moon descending on its eclipse
The Perilune 
Trying to taste bitter lemon 
Haunting ghost of futures 
Remind me of my past
But speak not twice of the remembrance of mine mortality 
Vanadium encapsulation liquified and boiled alive
Like lobsters, or Swans too weak to survive 
I would die too if red Suns came to you
In dreams so haunting 
Because the eyes of Janus could never see
What will lie beyond the last eternity. 

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