Cries Of The Crucified

Life in all it's emptyness

I  the glass of spilt milk

Turned sour from this bile of hate

That has been slowly gathering

In the empty corner's of a lost soul

Spinning in sorrow on my web of sin

Forsaken by tomorrow dead once again

Beaten by the tide

Asleep beneath the waves

Submerged by guilt

Drowning in pain

In this shameful act of cruel self hatred

A soul filled with grief

A mind gone insane

Colder now than the coldest death

Spinning in emptyness

A barren landscape

Devoid of life a hellish divide

Walking in trance threw forest's of night

Demon's lie in wait

Angel's slowly fall

From a dark sky that was so blue

When life was young and fair

A sky that cries acid rain

A storm of anger my pain reflected

In a mirror unknown

That only now speak's

To this hateful soul entombed beneath

This carcass of chain's

This prison of sense 

A living dream

A killing romance

A passing regret 

A satanic unfolding

A murdered self

On a quest for salvation

In a world as empty

As the lord's crucified soul

A joy that is fleeting

Life's echo in the dark

A purple sky of velvet death

A whispering wind

Voices from the otherside

A sky on fire 

A crying moon

A weary traveler gone to soon

I love my sorrow

I embrace my pain

Like a desert of seed's

That long's for rain

Still alive still able to create

This story of destiny

This expression of fate

Child of death now numb to love

Weep for yourself below the tree of life

And as the leave's fall behold the wonder

A world without end forgotten and lost

Lamplit street's

The grace in the dream

Blown like a leaf 

Down life's memory lane

Going with the flow

Embracing life's pain

Until shinning hope

Shall rise once again

Now but an empty modern man

Lost in the sin's of a dying world

Gone to sleep a pain without end

Snatched from the cradle 

Of mother natures embrace

Forgetting the sorrow of a starless sky

A beauty that's boundless

A road to infinity

Calling with feeling's only spoken in tongue's

A faint call of hope a shadow at dawn

I simply live so i may find

These trinket's of love

These fable's of mind

As time slip's by becoming one

With everything outside my wondering soul

           By Liam Herdman

          CTID