2014
The windows are shut and the doors are all locked
As the darkness descends again time will be stopped
In my heart set in terrors all but errors are forgot
And in time I will break, but the hard of heart will not
My eyes are covetous, twisted words of a tortured tongue
Penance is repentance, my crimes will be undone
In the soul of the ruined and the spirit of the numb
My hands are salt, my skins burn in the sun
The window was broken, with all the doors locked
And the faith that I’d held for you now there is not
Sleep in the ages of the limitless glorious rot
Sleep forever in the arms of those who have been forgot
For when we asked thee for the key, thou gave a rock
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