Shades -

We’re, if at all, slaves to a pawn caught in a cautious lie

If at all, staggering weightless haggard stained cynical

It all tastes sweet

Leave me to sway here, if at all

Listing ageless

Wait, wait and see

Come here to rest

And then cosset the crows

Who murder the raven

And those who cast the losing die

Leave me to sway here, if at all

Listing ageless

Wait

Trace these suicide shades

Uncovered through this pious lullaby

Praise to suffer

While we brace ourselves

Shaking hands on the altar

See these paths to their end

Through the pulse of hate

And now walking along the earth

It always turns inward

To let their souls writhe

Silting softly it is wanting

Hate

Trace these suicide shades

Uncovered through this pious lullaby

Pray and suffer

Erase…