Eulogy for Solemn Pain

Since you began, from the worst of it
Ever deaf to the voice on the High Winds
were we all
Never mind the seeming peace of it stalled
and so quietly did our death seem to grow
But well-learned in short time,
took but few lashes of your whip
to break us, to chain us, to train us
toward moving forward
Glaring at the weak and destroying the many
Never mind the growing Vat of Souls,
those within couldn't do as told
In this way, you grew strong, and old

Doesn't matter now, what you were meant to do
the world ran from the truth, from you
never through pain to the power within
always to cower and shake and give in
never to see that with you came..
purpose and will to begin
now? always the same,
always the same -
looks like were doomed
to repeat the same games
til Hell opens up and
you take back your name