To a world where hardships bend,
From skies did there a star descend;
Flashes of some life before,
A lonely echo inside a bolted door.
The bearer’s mind, shattered by pain,
She filters words and cries in the rain.
Words scramble and whisper dread,
Two broken vows and faith unsaid.
The man carried his heart in stone,
He cursed her, cutting through skin and bone.
Inside the womb, a seed of distrust sown,
He sees a stranger, not blood of his own.
Just the dark, of torture, of doom,
A banished angel sealed in a rotten tomb.
Head hits the ground, discarded gloom,
Into the grave, A Loveless Womb.