Raw

[desert ashes]

Raw

Time to find the voice
Cull fate from script
Says the demon
Make the choice

Don't give pathetic excuses
Don't blame whims of fate
Don't try taking absolving penance
There's nothing but triumph
Shining in the soul

No shame
No guilt
No grace

Masters and mates
Lovers and whores
It's nothing but a masquerade
A woven dance of cold deceit
Beyond the shadowed veils
That hide the acrid truth
Of shattered securities

Plundered all the secrets
Stripped down the walls bare
Blinded by the alluring shadow

So cliche
So foolish
So dangerous

Have mercy for not surrendering
Still the dream can gently linger
Have mercy it's no more than prose
The grace of new daylight comes again


Live well.