Ritual Of Forgotten Lusts
Has spread his wish
Parting it carnal hiss.
Perished with naked deep cut!
Faith! Blaspheme!
I walked your way so fair obvious and distinct
Every my step my wing sear into the ashes
Vapid words of the sins exhumed love they were torn
And again by the blade of God's shame!
Path strewed light dimmed with glimpse of my eye
Every breathe blow the faith and my way becomes so faint.
When Darkness
Sear my eyes to seek blind
And I know how to pass the Bay
My ambrosia hides yours grace
Keeping me away from lies
This one touch can not be fake,
Like a heart won't stop till dead.
Every breathe and every sight
Changing calmly painted theory of god.
Where my dreams
Fulfilled with despair
Every drop from the twisted
Blade rush to the air.
Where trees are strong
With soil of Black South.
Where rain can't wash
Blushing stains
Of a drifting your faith.
My ambrosia hide yours grace
Keeping me away from lies
This one touch can not be fake,
Like a heart won't stop till dead.
In both hands put my hope when till it is worth irony and thorns
Pulled out from crown Died for twelve no one else
Buried my dreams but they still can catch air crying there
Hear them fair with your smiled twisted sense.
Faith! Blaspheme!
Hope! Irony!
Love! Lie!
God left us on the desert fields
Drifting in sewers like a shit.
Step down! Deeper!
Where the organs whisper calmly mournful sonnets
Hear them! My secrets!
Revealed by your exultation.
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