Pieces of paper clamped beneath my feet.
I soar higher, I defeat.
Bones have withered and withered away.
Thriving high above the sea.
Imagination filled with deceit.
I fright for what I see.
Might I not dare to believe
That life has born a brief
Look for I have been forgiven
Thy broken nibbles drifting into the air
Into thrashing and gnashing
In the midst of thy binding
Mind and soul
Thine and wine
Yours and mine
Retaliation seeking forth rebelliousness
To brighten the damnation
Oh damned, oh damned
Drowning suffocation of smokes
Clogged to throats that speaks none
Blind to the softness broad eyes
Tearing might of strongest hands
Dynamites lacking the thirst of seeds
Deprivation in the banks of deep rivers
Castle planted trees , breathe thy way into
Demon branched rooms
Significant to sweep away dirt
Before laying in thy hollowed room.
Who knows what sleeps
Who knows what hears
Who knows what sees
Thy blood awakens
Boiling in blue skies of muddy bubbles
Dust pouring on shelves
Used and flushed
Let me seek for peace
Pieces that I have not seen
That clamped my feet
I lay in victory
For I have won
Knowing to shut my eyes in belief.