The ghost of future death
Haunting all beloved moments
A cursed reminder everyday,
Damnation bleeding through…
Each kiss
Eternal…constantly growing,
My flesh reeking of flames to come,
Silently screaming for absolution,
The faint light, too far gone…
No salvation
Prayers rising, prayers dying,
Pure as the blood that fuels sin,
Dark, just like the martyr’s hymn,
Prayers born, prayers forgotten
Wasted tears
I reckon that all meaning will be gone,
And all my thoughts just won’t belong,
My head I’ll lay upon my altar,
Between my own monuments…
…Of Death and Forgetfulness
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