Friday, July 6, 2012

Past contempt, present scorned

Arrogance unwarranted
Boasts of ages
Unclean and impure
Derived from death
Save the filth
Wash it away
Can't get clean
Your image burned
Into the pages
Of my mind
This story ends
Not soon enough
Let it go
Let me go
Where's the key?
Been chained enough
Feelings of ardor
Not for you
Disgusted am I
You're left behind
All too vague
Comes your plea
For another life
You're too corrupt
You can't have
What angels have
Only the devil
Can console you
Can embrace you
Can replace you
So it is
So it'll be
Forever bleed