thrown to the wolves
in the forrest of thorns
they suffered me
grinding teeth along horns
preparing me
speaking in rhyme
"the feast is upon us
so open your mind wide
you've got no soul left to hide"
a secular cage of hell
burning bars of the felled
leftovers from torture
faith in ultimate fate
into which I eliminate
out of which I cannot escape
any meaning
a yolk to me
a burden to you
any purpose
an illness for me
a disease to you
suffocating
held at the throat
a bloodshot glance upon my eyes
as my love is purged like sin
only whispers reproach
in defensive nature
before I could speak
stone words block my path
words against which I reflect
stumbling in retreat
I run into my pride
my faults chained to my feet
now reaching for peace
preaching for survival
none should be exempt from wrath
a science of certain revival
ultimate God
for which we will fall far from grace
faces planted in filthy disgrace
wrapped in his cold embrace
for now we walk at Death's pace
Dec 12, 2019
Dec 12, 2019 at 3:50 AM UTC
thrown to the wolves
in the forrest of thorns
they suffered me
grinding teeth along horns
preparing me
speaking in rhyme
"the feast is upon us
so open your mind wide
you've got no soul left to hide"
a secular cage of hell
burning bars of the felled
leftovers from torture
faith in ultimate fate
into which I eliminate
out of which I cannot escape
any meaning
a yolk to me
a burden to you
any purpose
an illness for me
a disease to you
suffocating
held at the throat
a bloodshot glance upon my eyes
as my love is purged like sin
only whispers reproach
in defensive nature
before I could speak
stone words block my path
words against which I reflect
stumbling in retreat
I run into my pride
my faults chained to my feet
now reaching for peace
preaching for survival
none should be exempt from wrath
a science of certain revival
ultimate God
for which we will fall far from grace
faces planted in filthy disgrace
wrapped in his cold embrace
for now we walk at Death's pace