Pieta

Pieta -Illnath

Your smile so dim your eyes alive

A gesture hides a vicious lie

Your face so clean but deep inside

I know you're hiding something

A trace so faint a chisel's scar

Carved piece by piece who you are

His head held high but deep inside

I know you're hiding something

Pieta you're the one and only truly holy sculpture

So now sentenced by the divine tool I wheel he falls down

A crack and crackle a thin black sear

Upon the surface pale and raw

Frozen for now neatly carved

Deep in silence clutching at straws

I crush the face the crumbling lines

An expanding maze that seems alive

Again alone you're face is gone

Still I see no confession coming from

Your soul your core your hand your son

Still I know you're hiding something

I sit and wait then un-create

My mind confused and filled with hate

I marvel at our common fate

Still I know you're hiding something

Pieta you're the one and only truly holy sculpture

So now sentenced by the divine tool I wheel he falls down

Another crack upon the marble

Disfigurement I don't even enjoy

I see it now though in vain

I see how perfect art is pain

And as I make you dissolve

I see the secret that I have destroyed