Salted sweat washed in my soul
Clouds collapse in thunder's cold
Here denied the winter's pain
Lashes on my back refuse to drain
Condemned; Over the ocean of their stares
Banished; Rivers of bodies corrode the lands
Innocents; From my wrist the blood with dry
Liberty; Kings and Queens beneath the streets
Desperation over my palm
I would hang hope upon my shoulders
Lips have passed my thirst before
Bodies of lust burned out my control
Each name pure of purpose nothing useful of their reign
I can paint mountains over with their skin dark and stained
Glory danced in hollow screams marks of sin filled my dreams
In her dreams my dying seed; helpless in her loss
The road I once sought has left emptiness across my eyes
Lustful; In sanctuary I could never escape
Blessed be; Temples ensure this restful plead
Passion; Destroyed all I could feel and be
Destination; Grasping the beauty of her being
Consumed within the rage of man
In the beauty of forgotten freedom