The big bang or the bible?
A thought that yields my mind idle.
A fine line between choosing insanity or an idol.
I need a saviour.
Do you believe in the supreme?
That which forms life and births all thy dreams?
Those that the first of her kind,
longed for in the forbidden harvest.
Dreams she once sought to manifest...
We bear her suffering, now.
Her impermissible desire,
announced her judgement dire.
We parade our garments made with briar.
There's no comfort in them...
It is apparent in our painful smiles,
our teary eyes and our obvious lies.
I do not know the pain you endure,
my dear...
But when you feel your spirit withering,
just know that with a single ring,
I'll always be here.
