• I used to have dreams,
    Used to have hopes...

    But look now...
    A pool dost spread 'neath thy feet.
    My soul drains thyself from its now useless cage,
    Never to return.
    Back to the celestrial plane it leaves.

    With the empty shell I hath became,
    Blank, barren, dead-like of a life I now take.

    Casted away like rats in the larder,
    For ways to keep thyself walking on,
    Beaten and battered, I take my leave under unforgiving glares.

    Left aside, invisible doth I become,
    Alone with rumored sins I made not.

    Truth I doth seek,
    Truth I hath found...

    Washed, cleansed 'tis be the body of soul, of hopes.
    Turned by society, even those their might they give,
    Thee light be covered by clouds of mind
    Shalt become one of the fallen;
    Lost in the shattered sanctuary of thine heart.