Inclandesent tears stream down
Flowing now without a sound
Raging on through silent sin
Requring your heart to beak withen
Tightly gripping but losing control
Slowly now your senses go
Eyes shut against the light
Runining your everlasting night
& echoing among the unforgiving rocks
Are your thoughts more often forbidden then not
While rust and rotten dust rain down
Silently smothering you devoid of air
But still lying there is a sin of the mind
Something that will alaways be left behind
