Echo

Reflect on all the time spent, this is where the lies end
I was born and I have learned to hate
I have learned to separate the soul from flesh
I have learned that it is not my breath
But that of a God I do not know
Of beliefs I am told to hold
I will let this go

The only way through this terror of life is this divine light
Have a look and read with me
God said, Allah said, Abraham, Judas
They demand, they demand such small things
So you can be pardoned for your sins
Oh what do I have to be sorry for, I have learned to fail?
One small sip from the grail of your sins father
Teach me things I dare not dream
Teach me things to make sense of it all

Why do I breathe so shallow now?
Why can I not remember the faces of those I love?
I am slowly fading away
Oh pity to us our great Gods are finer in robes of cotton
Of braille in bones, this blood and tears I can feel in each seam
I dare not ask anymore, I dare not dream
Bury me slowly, so I do not know how I suffocate
Bury me slowly, so I may reproduce this hate

Let me teach it to my sons and daughters
Let them know what I am by making them the only man I ever knew
How can I get through to you?
Volatile and fragile, we are children bearing children
Failures of our fathers and their fathers and the fathers before them
So we are taught, what have we learnt?
And when we dissipate into the fibres of the earth
Nothing will remain

Convolute with oneself
To embark from the shade to reach full potential
Memories will shatter like glass
Ignore distress and disorder
Before it will be too late to see what could have been
What could have been