Chapter VI: Act I: The Blind II

I think I’ve lost my sanity
I think I’ve lost my mind
I’ve lost the man I never were
And killed my inner child
The only string that’s still attached
Is a highwire to a cloud
Is a silken thread to a dungeon
Is a dead root in the ground
Is a silver-wound for a violin
That plays without a sound
One thousand songs of madness
One thousand blood-red shrouds

I think I’ve lost my sanity
I think I’ve lost my pride
I’ve lost my inborn dignity
In none do I confide
These human shades no longer speak
Their veils no longer hide
Whatever lies beneath the skin
Whatever dies inside
The screeching cries beseeching God
For a tender suicide
Are falling deaf on the ears of the one
Our lord of genocide

I think I’ve lost my sanity
I think I’ve lost my guide
I’ve lost my words, my memories
My path to grace denied
Three headless angels leading mutes
Of myriad headless hounds
Are gone adrift, are gone astray
They’re marching by my side
As headless ravens flying low
Black feathers, spanning wide
They seal the sky and steal my sight
And crown me; I, The Blind

H.Q.
02:36
Monday, 21 October 2013