A soloist's song

Alas, Mortality will take all this with it.
But I think Death should be very smart
Too much knowledge, ideas and whims
Scattered and nurtured in colossal of dreams. 

The rue of hope paints the colour blue
Life is a moment filled with a soloist's song.

Ample dark and the nectar's smell
Adores my heart as I take the leap
In the morbid land of lecherous shades
Where truths are lied in words of wise.

The treacherous sins are buried deep
As bodies float on sticks and strings
Marionettes of a Sailor's tale
Swim the lands on broken loops.

Today as my body burns
In the shallow world of a Mariner's song
The cuckoo sing the words of life
As I dive in the Mariana Trench.