deliverance

catefrances

after the fall
the haunting begins
a process of decay
and your infinite descent
can't save you from
a deep dream of hell
where the black halo
crushing your brow
becomes a freedom call
completing the circle of life
delivering you into the arms
of someone's God
where love and lunacy
become a shadow cast
the need to feel alive
has been replaced
by the rhythms
of the death machine
and it's all over
but the crying
and your eclipsed soul
will never mend.

Being Enlightened

Mmmmm, nice and dark! I like it! Your sig line is great, catefrances.