Severance

[redzaru]

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Agnosthesia

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(I fear I'm giving up the ghost.)

Lord, won't you lay me down?
Under the bridges I've built to burn
Beneath my cracked and tarnished crown.
Resting with the hearts I've let yearn

(I'm slowly rotting from within.)

She's been a dutiful daughter
You've watched her from her wake
The countless she's lead to slaughter
A thirst she sought to slake.

(My body's taken to a new host,)

I have harkened to your call,
I still sit with bated breath.
Tell me when I, if I, fall;
will you I see in death?

(I live a waking dream of sin.)