I see your portrait in the ornament of lies. With the senseless marble eyes. I am almost buried under your mortal sin. In that void deep within. I suffocate among your gospels. And abstract revelations. Avoiding your distant cold. Forlorn in distress, how can I hold you in my heart?
Belief so lucid and fragile. Leads from enslavement to exile. Your angels could fly If I could be blind.
Existence for a moment of delight. But not for amorphous devices. I negate you as a fact. I reject your laws for closed eyelids. The stars so wise and old. Look at you with scorn. And your heavens bleed fallen. In a world of dead colours.
And I choke with your maggots. Untouched by venomous gleams. And I watch my life through. Convulsive painful ecstasy. Tear my soul apart. If your mercy has no edges. Stop my heart forever. Compel me to get down on my knees.