Ghost of my dead saviour, off to haunt my achievements Spawning, in me, resentment Maligning my devotion with its indifference
Fiery dragon of the East, off to find contentment Slaying emotions, with abandonment Deceived me with its sombre appearance
This dragon has made me dependent The things that thrilled me, now scare This dragon has ****** its aegis upon me Now all I can feel is, a suffocating snare
Angel and the Gambler selling hope, devilishly Peddling dreams and joy, treacherously Advertising homes for saints and sinners
Heart runs behind obliterated trust, mindlessly Being the judge of its desires, heartlessly No unbelievers in the city of illusions
This Angel has forced me to let my guard down This Gambler has made me cave My altar has made me a wrongdoer My worships vilified by my pain
It is time to Alter the Altar
My take on the process of moving on after heartbreak.