The music
In my ears
Is my eyes
And visions
Emerge
In my head
Whips
Wet
With
Blood
Hang limp
In their hands
Murderers
Murderers
Partakers
In a wondrous tale
That shapes me now.
See
My Lord
Covered
In love;
Blood
See
Cloaked women
Trembling
I shiver
Too
Grief
Imprisons them
And
Me
See
My calm
Lord
Prays
Powerful
Weakness
Death
For life
He prays
His cry
Pierces
My soul
And I cry too...
Eli
Eli
My throat
Seals
My breathing
Slows
Love…
Unleashed
It
surely
Is
Finished
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