Altharya

Describing Sanity

Altharya


Somewhere far away 
an angel sits and prays 
for eternal human souls 
that never stopped to prey 
one day they past alone 
since than they hadn't seen the dawn 
heart creeps, they still do wrong 
their time to vanish has past so long 

slaying demon 
wrapped in a veil 
blend of feelings 
and a scratching nail 
a compound of all things bad 
creak of a door and a choking brad 

the arcane flame still rising 
upon the night of doom 
the secrets that's around us 
seald by every limb in a tomb 

encore for loneliness 
and other for fear 
the aura lost in sadness 
a bitter sea of despair 
the blood is leaking 
all pour skin turned to ash 
and each of those memories 
lost somewhere in their gash 
the choir voice sores 
and so is the rain- 
that's dripping on numbness 
and flow through their veins 

a pinch of integrity 
a grain of gratitude 
a dose of fairness 
and palm of good