Angkor Wat Corpus Christi
Born into A hazy crossfire The end result of Innocence and ignorance Flesh and blood cure For emotional strife Vision obscured by a Soft skin curtain Torn and ripped Youth in a glass case Convinced of divinity Afflictions for attributes Living out-of-body life Crippled cub for crippled life Vision obscured by a Soft skin curtain Window to reality shrouded Soft skin curtain Torn and ripped Battle lost Casualities ignored Ignorance victorious Minority whored Behind cold stone front There lived one who cried He feels like a man, he feels like a child He feels like a doll, He feels like a living Dead thing. Empty and dry, lying soaked in the rain Drowing in lonely tears, dreaming of living Searching Exploring Lost in a bottomless whole To live and fly Breathe the clouds Sleep with the stars Know answers why Soft skin curtain Window to reality No longer clouded Soft skin curtain Torn and ripped Away