My world rocks out of it's place
gray smoke fills the inner lining
my light suffocates beyond black clouds
all left seen is no longer shining

Dwelling with in the center of my city
a warrior that protects the sanity
calls into the deep for reinforcements
now armors for the great battle with insanity

The hot liquid from the wound seeps through layers
past trails and tribulations float to the surface
cries for retribution with remorse
bring the warriors now face to face

In the center of the field a mound grows
a pile from brused tissue and dying flesh
begins feeding on the un mended
giving my soul no time to rest

The storm twist within my essence
warriors gather from outside of the shell
thundering whispers echos around the grays
trying to determine what to do in this darkened hell

The fight begins within the mist
tears of pain flow through my viens
ripping and shredding the cancering flesh
with hope and faith that nothing will remain

A prayer drifts through the black
asking forgiveness for my sin
a wish to walk the earth once more
with plea that my entity will win

01/07/2002

Posted on 01/07/2002
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