Poems of the fallen

Requiem for the Unholy Trinity

As the sun bleeds over the horizon,

As the light cowers through the fangs of time,

My Soul escaped from my own siphon

His run saved Me from committing crime.

He hides not knowing that the truth

Could break the gates of hell wide open,

No innocence left in His youth,

I lose his traces way too often.

His cry still echoes through the Limbo,

His steps still burn through the penumbra,

My body's just a hollow symbol

Preparing for unholy slumber.

I was dead.

A new presence makes its appearance,

A vile Disease that chains all living beings

Between my Mind and Me starts the interference

Betrayed and exiled by my own feelings.

The infection spreads, corrupting my own essence

She likes to tease before She locks the cage,

I'm trapped inside my state of absence

Caught in my worst chapter, unable to turn the page.

My heart is racing, but getting nowhere

Watching the dream She threw inside this cell

Lost by reality, hallucinating warfare

She brings my Soul back to my hell.

I am dead.

He doesn't see Me anymore,

She took away his cause, his vision,

The dream poisoned Him to the core

She will become His new religion.

Only Disease can fill Me now,

But I'm afraid that there's no cure,

Her dream connects us through a vow

That even Gods see as obscure.

I'll paint my will on the midnight sky,

His tears turn to ink, and I'll begin

To smear the stars so I can fly

And seek the martyrs of the rightful sin.

I will die.

So many things I wish I've done,

My life's a shattered mirror,

But it's too late now cuz I'm gone

Each shard a different horror.

So many things I wish I've said,

Why did She make Me hollow?

But it's too late now 'cuz I' m dead

My Soul I cannot follow.