GO! O THOU MY SOUL
GO! O THOU MY SOUL
And now that your golden moon must roll
inside the garden of lust
chasing and embracing fate
to build a new man from chains
prisoner of dream
camourflaging the real idol in saint
who foresake sins but adore its curse
Now go! go to the innermost part of man
and unlock the box of his true love
a lovers golden ring
shinning brightly in her thumb of hatred
while you soul watch leniently
waiting for his doom
towards his frighting grave
now, i beseech thee
take up your warning stripe
and make his body bleeds for purity
Our churches with crown of thorns
trending majestically along the path of eternal flame
their sermon, a serpent claw
bitting thee in every second
to make you a cobranic champion
claiming the trophy of wealth
to bury the beauty of heavens throne
O soul! i beseech thee
put on thy holy wisdom
to rebuild these falling temples
calling on the lost sheep
toward the foundation of truth
Now go, go to the court
and teach its fading melodies
the music of true judgement
swallow the pride of kings
and make their hopeless slaves free
and when you are done doddering
with all these faultless mission of thee
then go, go to thy real maker
and make your dreadful enemy rot
First published on Facebook on 2013-12-18 at this link.