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To The Dark Confessor

Forgive me Father for I have sinned.

I cross my heart and heat the pin

To burn out the angels and tarnish my soul.

Dark Father, I have forgotten your goal.

 

Our Cathedral stands atop basalt

Chaos churns its eternal assault

Across the horizon where my tears were shed.

Forgive me Father, I should be dead.

 

The Throne upon which your eternal flame

Rests on my brow - a crown of shame,

Has beauty and light crossing it's face.

Forgive me Father for kissing Grace.

 

Take my heart as if your own,

Make it bleed and make it moan

It's confessions upon the cold earthy ground.

Forgive me Father, for the Light that I found.

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Feb 12, 2010
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(c) Lady D'Los February 2010

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