Thrown to the ground
The graven image of a savior
Tallying betrayals
To count them all down
Frailty revealed
The covenants are quickly tested
But nothing here is healed
Shackles shed have left deep wounds
Seeing ones self in the light
Recreated
Redefined
And will we purify?
Savor the triumph of a thousand lies revealed?
Ascend?
Or will we end each other, end our own?
Lost to the sands of time in chaos and despair
Solace, intangible
Seeking concrete definitions
Revelation dealt its blows
Hidden strings and hardened skins
Behind, an empty cell
Still limiting imagination
Housing our despair
And doubt in the self-wrought

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