Friday, February 15, 2013

Catacomb

Take me to the place where I’ll always lie
An eternal rest of forbidden sleep
The wind carries the clouds and gentle sigh
Never to wake from this rest so deep
Soon I’ll be gone in the dark night
Shudder not from the heart’s piercing pain
As a shiver would come with the evening rain
I will return to set the wrong things right
To walk and dance in a burning flame
Eternity seems to be but an hour
I was the chosen to take the blame
A life lived low, and after lived high
The sins we pay even after we die
Like the wilted petals of a dying flower
Set neatly upon my lonesome grave

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