Ancient Skin

In these nights of

MagicWhere the great pain is obscured

By the fantasy dragon made real

By the powers of lingering trauma

I looked beyond the dawn of day

Beyond the angst-ridden faces

Into the mind captured behind

Living the lie of the weakened ones

I captured the moment given

I denied the sickening love

Turned to he purity of anger

I saw myself in the abyss

Complete fullness

I now ownI return to earth a demonrace

Denied by man through ages

Now I walk the dying soil

Atrocities turned beauty

Machines of torture turned art

Beneath your cities

I sleepAt dawn

I weep...