On and On.

by FlowerThatDied   Feb 26, 2010


Beneath I'm cracking against demands,
Beneath me my feet are broken,
Beneath it's each to a secret we dare to hold,
Beneath all these things are left unspoken,

I'm reawoken,
I'm only able when you flit,
I'm able to drop like a beaten fly,
I'm giving you the newspaper that hit.

Shadowed in your night wishes,
Shadowed and tired of your empty lies,
Shadowed I am nothing without you,
Shadowed I am everything when your memory dies.

Death to the infidells,
Death I used to hear you scream,
Death, I am your infidell,
Death, you are my theme.

Theme to be the broken,
Theme to be the defeated,
Theme to be the timeless,
Theme to be repeated.

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