The Open Breach

Understand, the weight of your words
Some will fade away and some will last
And they dig, haunting my peace of mind
You'll not become my fallen idol
A God repressed by a man now atheist and grey
What I've found is just unreality
Unwilling to comply with what you say
A stroke with iron hand
Alone I stand

And what I heard that night, that crucifixion
It stole my breath and got me beat
Died again that very day I left without a trace
On the edge that separates the sanity from what's beyond
And that very day I left again without a trace
An open breach, a leak that is bleeding desire
An open breach, a man with a thorn in his hands

Could curtains fall on both our thin eyes
Staring at the shade that darkened that night
And a fear started to grow inside
I'll not become a wandering raven
I know the tears that flow and the meanings inside
Reading signs