Martyr - Benighted

That’s where things end again, under the serpent’s call

On this majestic piece of wood

Covered with the spilled blood of a lifetime

Let me be a martyr

Defiled by the lamentations of the unwanted

Silent screams keep on breaking the peace inside

The echoes of the void…

This empty envelope promised to decay

Glorification of weakness through the years

Made me taste the absence of the one

I invite darkness inside

Rise, pathetic prison of flesh

Watch me becoming a martyr

Rise, poetical smell of death

Drowning into the banality of evil

Martyr, martyr

Let the needles pierce and violate my arms

I am no longer here and still they stare at me I feel alone and I want them to

leave

Contaminating the cells, slowing down my thoughts

Disincarnated, floating above my cadaverous condition

Their poison is sweet and insidious, delicious…

Locked up outside

The stench invading the room

It was just the eyes of the serpent, shining again in the dark…

It was just another perfect day…

It was just my time to…