jonni.inferno

At Thy Feet

 

behold

mine guilt be carved

'pon this

furrowed brow

plainly writ

for all to see

  i pray thee now

speak softly

fair an' sweet

 

an' brook no lie

to pass

thine ruby lips

those serpent fangs

venom filled

'twould pierce

an' wi' their poison still

this wounded heart

that lay bleeding

lost an' dreaming

at thy feet

 

where mid-night forest

darkly flows

this raging torrent

swiftly feeds

black rivers

writhing coldly

thru my soul

 

as faceless voices

darkly speak

urging chaos

mindless screams

nightshades tearing

rending eat

the broken pieces

of this wounded heart

that lay bleeding

lost an' dreaming

far beneath

 

where the sun

is but a myth

deep within

this dark abyss

an' the moon

faithless

fades

from memory

 

alas

speak softly

fair an' sweet

release me from

  this dark abyss

that lay bleeding

lost an' dreaming

at thy feet 

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