Mother Soil

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Winter like shallow graves
Burying the cinders
From a fall oblivious to the fields

An eerie presence
A ghost, faceless and quiet
Silenced by the black season of the land

A heritage of scars
Framed on your breasts
Earned after long years of suffering encaged
Now put down your covers
Unveil to me
Before being your outcast
I am still your breed
Then I will see what is real

Digging the craters where fevered crowds failed
And majesties starved
Open wounds that ceased to recover

The blood-washed earth turned
The beaten cheek of indifference
Skinned by the hunger of the land

Standing before my dynasty
I taste my own tongue
And tripping from the poison
I embraced the cause in me

The weight of the oceans
At a drop of a tear
Breaches the surface
And floods

Into your hands
My gift of shame
Burning bright

Chasm of fortune
Dives below
Bringing skyline close

See this child
Walk that mile
It feels like he always believed
In his heart a secret
Incomplete
Long retrieved
Of taking all he felt deserved from the start

Unleash the fires
That cleanse the inside
And lead the way to a new morning

Somewhere beyond these gates
A sense of belonging
To endure what secrecy's deformed

The womb was sewn
The offspring was splattered out
No compromise
The reverie berthed in darker shores
The sand was cold
Yet warmed by virgin feet
And every stumble
Would drain the venom off the rotten marrow

The wanderlust
Found its dead end underground
Now the skies too
Became a promise to these orphaned eyes

Gone
Far beyond the pale
Lost
Swallowed by the roots of the unknown
Sovereign

This navel cord will be tangled around my throat
Forevermore

And in my wildest dreams
Caught in descent
Still lies a promised land of glories and wealth
Lay all your darkness
Drown with me
For all that is held dearly
Is fated to deceive
Then you will feel the hurt you've done to me

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from Memories of Inexistence, released December 29, 2014

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