as i roam these loathing streets
fixed upon your crimson trail
the earth below me breaks in two
crushed in half by armored scale

the cities - hear them whispering
a cold wind echoes their unrest
stolen deep within my lungs
and poisoned there now lain to rest

under the crust that I call skin
below the mantle in the fire
immersed beneath a thousand seas
locked away in darkest spire

your spirit lingers tempting me
with tender thoughts that should have been
kneading gently on my soul
allure, entice, you draw me in

with eagles eyes I search for you
unceasingly my splintered mind
snagged by thorny currents- trapped,
against this rock I lay entwined  

left to pain, chaotic thought
I break from weight of all I've sought
like winter clouds in mountains high
I'm lost above the blue-black sky

in demons ash and angels dust
I grip these chains, I taste their rust
broken, brake me, set me free
unenslaved I strive, I want to be

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by N.Reeves (3/10/05)