Sunday, April 10, 2005

In me lies a monster tamed

My claws cut down to its very roots

So as not to cause any carnage

My first attempt to conquer superiority

Becomes my last chance for pardon

A fete for the saints

Who loves to see one suffer

The prize one has to pay

For the key of heaven… or so they say

It’s a mystery left to be unraveled

Superfluous rumors of heavenly paradise

That only a few have confirmed to be true

A repugnant statement

For the nonbelievers

But a sweet incentive

For the fools who believes in salvation

Except I don’t want to be either one of the two

Always walking the fence

A limbo, I created for myself

This is my living hell
My inert nightmare...

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