My eyes gloom a fare shade of black as I breathe the words falling unto my voice of shadows,as the mantles burn for the cross is bare where the podium was built to be shackled by a sentence of no return .

As  there I choke each breath through my ears bleeding  me out along a sinners prayers crying that I'm Jesus ,yet I swallow a verse of cursed Vaticans rituals drawn upon a Titan crashed in my words..

Nevermore shall I give my hands to voice that Iam the created ,fore my foe is never a enemy as I gather the heavens in a jar of confessions laid in a old scuffed hat of broken dreams where I rest for the sixth day of my reasoning floundered on into the seventh charm I bled unto judas writing a psalm created apart from questioning the rage of blurred stigmata where I lay soaked in shades of shades
Written by eatfat (Corey)
Published | Edited 15th Mar 2014
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