Dec 24, 2012
Bleed for a moment of joy
Repent for a second of sin,
I know you well, soul made of flesh
This is how your torment was to begin
Taste of flesh, taste of sin,
Your flavor well i know before i begin
The moment ends before you sleep,
The nightmare just a doorway
To what you feel...
Despair, so close and yet is far away
The moment ends when angels shall repent,
The bleeding minute just a blink away...
Thus all my questions shall begin...
Repent, receive, redeem...
Words unspoken yet
Still so true...
There is no heaven
...Yet all tourment shall begin