• I'm here again,
    Nails in my hands,
    Staring through the vague cracks in your fingers,
    The eyes of a faded redeemer.

    The clear unreachable darkness of your hand,
    Untouchable, Unreachable,
    Unfathomable trials and pain,
    That sinister bell is tolling for me again.

    Is my lingering hope also a lie?

    God above, take me away,
    From the weal and the woe,
    The sorrow that I've seemed to have sewn,
    It's all just a lie.

    A gently killing lie.
    The far off sky blurs and only darkens.

    No more,
    This pain is overflowing,
    The tears are overcoming,
    I'm starting to break, where are your arms to hold me?
    Where are your lies to soothe me?

    I've never been strong,
    but the sun has blinded me,
    Your words have beaten me,
    My skinny arms,
    Your gentle lies,
    My last breath,
    Your last gentle smile.

    In the pinholes,
    Through the cracks of finite love,
    I scream,
    I live and I die,
    I love and I lie,
    Where did it get me,
    Where is my pride?
    Where are the tears as I'm lying down to die?

    Feet broken,
    Soul shaken,
    Your warm breath,
    My fading heartbeat,
    My will broken,
    My spirit crumbled,
    Sadness of the sinner overcoming me again,
    No longer a gentle lie to die in.

    Oversweeping Darkness.
    Forbidden Feast of the Five Senses.