Cannot fade from this play
Demonic and broken
[repetitive]
A crippled angel guards the dying sounds
of whatever fell in the uncreated,
[the dark]
Do you still live?
Are you still here?
Can you hear me?
Am I a sin?
or you a virtue?
Divinity?
-death-
across these steps
this impulse
this blade
shattered
without you i bare
the steep moonlight
and bite my tongue as a warning.....
[words are too little and empty
gestures are tied
and my conciousness left me]
The circle is complete.....
[the curse has embraced me]
{and i have lost}
-my all-
[in a tear]
