Print

Open heart, sacrament You are lost to me And it is of my making Paradise had, though corrupt Destroyed through my will Longed for you Tremulous, hectored Loving me, hating you Yet still enthralled Trembling in fury Yours and mine I must make my own way Equal... to you Unrivaled... by others Cannonized... by desire Sent here... perdition Conterminous... purgation Uncoupled... from union Cast out, released, consigned My vallation, incunabulum Fallen beneath the earth From Letras Mania