08-16-2013, 09:20 AM
Father, I lie beneath the hollow
Contorted amongst crippled kings
Strung my eyes to somber skies
Nauseous as the angels sing
Although I plead for guidance
Quartered onto blackened shores
Children are smothered, laid to rest
Hung and numbered twelve by four
I lie here writhing
Twisted beneath this sickening spell
A buzzing of a dozen solemn hymns
Oh Mother, my eyes they swell
I reckon I stand corrected
Dressed in foreign tongues of shame
Veins and marrow splayed meek and mild
Oh Brother, I've stained my name
I'm bothered- I digress
For once I glowed with pride
Although fate was shy and broken
Which cast my eyes to hide
Contorted amongst crippled kings
Strung my eyes to somber skies
Nauseous as the angels sing
Although I plead for guidance
Quartered onto blackened shores
Children are smothered, laid to rest
Hung and numbered twelve by four
I lie here writhing
Twisted beneath this sickening spell
A buzzing of a dozen solemn hymns
Oh Mother, my eyes they swell
I reckon I stand corrected
Dressed in foreign tongues of shame
Veins and marrow splayed meek and mild
Oh Brother, I've stained my name
I'm bothered- I digress
For once I glowed with pride
Although fate was shy and broken
Which cast my eyes to hide