Dancing In Madness

Uncontested, dripping personification

The putrid liquid washing all away

In the edge of mind lurks bleak sacred monster

Null incarnate, defeater all the way

Locked within a spell

This ritual repeats itself again

The drained one, dancing in madness

Inverse horizon stretched out

Before the shivering frenzy

The serpent whispers and the haze must return

Again the moments stop

Replaced by falsehood

Perverted image of the self-arise, impure

Non beginning in a self-fulfilling doomsday

Believe in your own end

And your wish will be fulfilled

Unforgiveness thrives

We cannot survive

Time – we’ll pay the price

You will not survive

Finished in the dying of the flame

A solitary piece, remainder of the sane

A shattered bell in shadows still rings

And the night crying bird laments the loss of its wings

Even alone the wretched voice still calls

On a not too distant day the sky is soon to fall

The wounded one may try to search for sleep

Even in deepest night the softest voice will sing

When all but night has gone

And hands are filled with dust

There’s no one else who can take the blame

For these deeds are yours alone

And everything has gone away in ceaseless erosion

In the languid sand the seeds of pain

Are sown to grow once again