How can I burn when the son lives in me?

Now that you've made me perfect, do you deserve me?

You never know
What greatness
Lies in a **mere seed

You surely have traded with me
Some intense part of your soul
Your haunting memories impairs my senses
As i constantly drift into the dark past

I can feel your lurking darkness in my soul
Radiating gloomily
Flowing
In the deep red stream that gives me life

Some sacred hoodlums
In the chains of religion
Disrupt the world's peace

I die daily inside
This claustrophobic wall of mine
Pressing hard against my pride
Set to crush me like a timed mine

Memories of you are eternal
Having formed a siege in my fertile base
I am now entrapped in my own self-denial
A spinning carousel at a delicate pace

I have come to realise that my imagination supersedes reality