Pierce the poison to my skin. Let the shadow force begin.
Poke the tear within my eye. Break the damn and let it cry.
Scatter ashes to the wind. Reveal the truth of hidden sin.
Cradle master of desire. Light the flame and kill the fire.
Bounty be the food to plate. Yet only one does know my fate.
Peel the fruit to deeper layer. Yet only one, the final player.
The deck may stack against you now. Grain to elevate, feed the cow.
For if it isn’t now, then when? Harvest will not wait until then.
If we not pay attention here, the earth will up and disappear.
Oh, how depressing on this day. Just wait to see the final play.
You will not like the dash of truth. Where did vital go from youth?
The air is thin upon this peak. Silence is the thing to speak.
For if I cannot hear your pain, exist is not the splash of rain.
Thunder clap to lightning strike. Cavity filled into the pike.
You cannot take what I don’t have. Thin the crust, break the love.
Spread the butter to the bread. Break the ice and clear the head.
Narrow gap too thin for air. Cut the loss and splice the hair.
Shiver from the spine to tap. Fill the love and spin the gap.
Push the feather to the whole. Scrape the letter, burn the mole.
Leave the ribbon on the floor. Bend the question, lock the door.
Cross the ripple, leave the shore. Fever pulse found at the core.
Erase the value, feel the pain. Cross the mental, escape the sane.
Bitter taste to leave the mouth. Return the north and save the south.
Little shadow peaks through flame. No one else is left to blame.
