A Jail of Flesh

Now I stand at the edge
Of this open grave
And it stares at me
In silence to announce it's not my time
Yet,
But for the enemy
Who dwells in me.
I feel how the abyss
Stares back.

Now I stand at the edge
Of this open grave
In silence to announce it's not my time
Yet,
But for the enemy
Who dwells in me.
I feel how the abyss
Stares back.

Light never falls
Into these walls.
Bars forged
In skin and blood.
Condemned to have to look at the ground
In this Hell I'm trapped.
In this burning white light.

I shall open my veins wide
To impregnate these sick walls.
To corrode the stones
And let my soul go straight
Go straight to burn in the sun.