within dead hearts

a bleeding face of pain

one voice sounds

sobing with horror that grows

expired, unsure and sweet

doing prayers with decaying souls

a miserable play

before prayers with stoned hearts

lights shimmering veil

priest strides up the altar

sunken colours move

streaming red on her cold lips


fear dominates me

feel it in my heart

in my soul


burning fever

crush my sweating face

realm of death


unforgiveness

burning in my eyes

in my heart


only poison

running through my veins

over the edge


faint angels watching altars

stream of blue eyes vague away

silence and shadows sink

in myrial spells suds swimming low

wretched figures reel into void

above my head

strike of blue colours voice dies on the choir

incense rising from black plates

on a dark bench I sit

raising my stare up to the cross

high upon high the starving voice