Shackles Cross

(Evening of March 27th, 1879 A.D. London, England)

Upon this bridge the fate of many is sealed

Confronting the collision of future and past

I face the demon that once sheltered within

Into times bygone - into torment's reign

I have let my eyes to witness to see

Times incarceration to a certain degree

Under the crimson light of the motorised moon

I face the one who's been cast out of darkened times

Nightly horrors have stained red the soil

The lights bleed upon the river beneath

As I am forever reborn, never a burial

So will the fallen rise, another circle complete

Rise - never a burial

Rise - complete is the circle

Upon this bridge the fate of many was sealed

Benumbed by the collision of future and past

I have faced the I identity that once sheltered within me