| Sin my greatest own sin in this world im alive in is that of my soul that graps my crontrol of things i think and feel as im turning on this wheel of a never ending goal to that that i wont fall back into deepness of unmasked love no voices from above not even a sound from walking home-ward bound to the home of a forgotten angel to the parents which unfaithful miss trust and care pushed me into dispair as i cry these silent tears i uncover final fears im not afraid anymore as im waiting at deaths door i see my blood red rose awaiting with the crow which leads me to the end let the hurt mend im tired of the pain its taken rule again of my lost and found stopping me to be sound so i see my shadows and dust ive lost my sense of lust of the life i once lived among these starts that fall i shattered it all as it is my death by dawn that greets their awaking call black death of these sins no end to the living until i have died and avenged the living life. Poem index |