Indebted shadows prey on a prayer
They drink up their glories and sins,
While contending for souls so rare
And endow nails upon my skin:

Clever born,
Hearty,
And silver to the bone.
Nevermore,
Sadly,
Now mutely grey in tone.

“Awake!
Arise!
Win our war in Rome!”
They break,
They lie,
And never came home.

Forget
Please never,
This threat
I sever,
Regret?
Too clever
to lie.

Faulty sins hoist a ****** banner
While goodness is only a trend,
And foes are convenient in manner
Convenience: a conclusive friend.

Too clever to lie
What a convenience am I
Am I: your conclusive friend;
Answer as to why
You raise the stakes high
When you have no soul to lend?

“I am a shallow presence among a sinking sea
Harboring every sailor sent from Galilee

The captives roar from the depths of those caverns
Sorrows known only in the devils tavern

That night, I was abruptly stolen from this dream
As my nightmares danced and my soul began to gleam-

I feared every shadow that lays beyond this realm
For at the gates of reality, shadows are at the helm.

-But love is as transcendental
As death does plow
As much as the thorn is gentle
Upon my brow

Timely tales unravel my gaze
From your splintered skies
As you remain stagnate through this haze
Living solemn lies

No correlation remains
But only what you observe
Sinking seas and pillaged plains
Bound to your every nerve

Does the sea question the celestial?
Or the heavens question the stars?
As a rich man knows he is *******?
Or as the slave counts his own scars?

I assure you, I am as unchanging
As your solemn lies
As the sinking seas are forever raging
Oh child, you will rise.”

A crippling rage may endure
At the faintest hour still:
A cancer to ease the cure
May yield to a kinder ****

To yield to deception
Only forges a sword in water
And lies by exception
To all of the martyrs who faltered.