Conscience binds you in chains
Trail by stone hammer and nails
No Misery mourns to be devoured Killed God blood soiled unclean again
Killed God blood soiled skin dead again
Again everywhere again All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always
All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always Never grown preserved gently
A bronze moth dies easily
Unknown to others weak to me
Broken hands never ending Aimless rut of my own perception
Numbly waiting for voices to tell me
For voices to tell me All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always
All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always
All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always.
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