dont break my broken heart anymore, beyond a metaphor im fighting for...
dont reach out from your grave, cant ignore that your daughters a whore...
youre burning in the lake, you burned on earth, so dont visit my dreams...
youre not welcome, you never were, stay away with your hellish schemes...
burrow your claws in your flesh, bury yourself under the weight of sin...
benevolent facade melts away and you are revealed, a human born demon...
pay for your wrongdoing, with your evil brethren where you all belong...
all along you were the ghost that visited me, made me weak yet strong...
i hated you, and i still feel the stirrings of anger, it desires to live...
festering infection that grows and blackens, but im striving to forgive...
...
whats done is done, and my broken hearts been mended by merciful grace...
my hates i erase and let love entwine its vines and lay root in its place...
if id seen you face to face before you paid your dues at judgments throne...
i know, deep inside, i would have forgiven your debts as he did mine own...

-final nail of a saga-

sensation, creeping visions, nervous suspicions, desire to murder this hate inside...
serpent coiled around little baby doll, speaking to abraham across the great divide...
feeding frenzy on a pure soul, freakish chanting, any attempt at salvation denied...
injustice reigns, dark corners hide shadows crawling around from afar, naive pride...
blood on the tip of the knife, pouring onto scrawled note wrote for someone to find...
on my hands, in my hands, clenching fists, pour out everything, let red intertwine...
watch the black wrap itself around my arms, the choicest wine from the thorny vine...
scavengers circle to ravage, mingle in the pool formed, this presence much maligned...
nerves twitch, unmerciful chill, wind cuts to marrow, its coming, ive been waiting...
is this death? serpent release me, please, falling, pain, numb, life, slow, fading...

-last child-