Let Those who have wisdom, figure out this poem.

This topic was created in the Scorpio forum by Minotaur on Thursday, April 8, 2010 and has 6 replies.

Hail Scorpios!

Being a bard and musician, I like to write songs and lyrics,
I play guitar in a dark melodic Heavy Metal band.
I wrote this poem staying up all night,
this is by far, my very best masterpiece.
I felt the stars all around me as I was writing it,
it has a lot of emotional relevance to me..

Let's see if you understand what I'm talking about here and figure out the story...

Mistress, Forest, Darkness
~Minotaur~ (K. Fury)
April 08, 2010.

At the soft glimpse of falling sunset,
beneath the crescent moon to the west,
came a temptress from the shadows glance,
and fallen was I, in a sorrowful trance.

Darkness of forgotten silent scorn,
a fragment of memories forlorn.
Crystal rose with a poisonous thorn,
piercing my spirit, from dusk til dawn...

The Prince of an ancient kingdom,
Bringer of Light, Guardian of Wisdom.
Watcher of the Heavens, Seeker of Depths,
I am He, who unveils where secrets are kept.

by Odin's crows and ravaging wolves,
struck by the arrow sent from above...
Amidst the Count's despair and hope,
Venus sent me, a fragrance of love.

Damsel in distress, confused and dazed,
A dark aura, a seductive gaze,
Pluto mystery, cosmic intensity,
A bond eternal, a beauty infernal...

My heart raced to an overture,
drawing me to her tragic allure.
the Fury's wrath, thus spellbound,
by the Queen of her Winter crowned..

Brown eyes, raven hair, there she smiled,
and in my darkness, I saw her light...
We held each others, so close, yet so far...
and I found peace... in an lifetime of war.

A Desire so intense!! a Love so perfect...
pure unbridled Passion, crescendo climax~
a voice of angel, a touch of vampire...
an absolute connection, an eclipse Hellfire.

Yet tragedy breeze at the horizons,
a spear to my heart its treacherous iron.
Enrage the blood of the wretched tyrant,
drinking deep red my wounded vengeance!!

Upon this altar, my soul bleed and torn.
Yearning for her touch, alas I won't mourn..
deep within, I saw, the sign of the horns,
And in this hateful darkness, my Power reborn.

Now my land lies in broken turmoil,
tainted seed sown in purity soil.
Passion to ashes, Affection to dust,
She, the mistress of her own lust...

Emperor of the Void I shall be,
petrify my realm for eternity..
My castle then time shall hold,
enthrone now in my kingdom cold...

A Shadow of unforgotten lovelorn,
a fragmented thread of memories adorn..
Cosmic attracti