Sifting through memories of unseen misery. The good words of your heart
ringing in your head. Haunting like a plague surrounding your soul never to be seen.
Envision yourself free of conscience. Never by name. Only by actions.
Step into the shadows. Wash yourself free. Suffer inside yourself. Kill the birthright. Break the oath. Murder the divine.
Drowning in the blood as crimson tears run down your face. Dripping into dry cracked hands. No longer an angel's face. Stare into the eyes of the source of all your cries.
I laugh as I watch you scream. Your minute feelings replenish my soul.
We're all drowning in the blood of the divine as crimson tears run down the face of your dead messiah to no end.
Cowering in the corner of your emotion one day to be flesh. I will be flesh.