Dark Reality In The Cathedral
Sinful rain bathing this narrow square soaking my vein, infolding my stare Yes, they are goading me... as if shame will survive me An old woman's knees kissing the tiles spirits lie broken, salvation is ice Little by little, darkness is spreading I've lost all ny bearings, need some accomplice My behaviour is cursed, I drown in this dirt days once composed on the alert drowning in guilt, drowning in dirt... and still insight is far away In the cathedral, peeling my fear, in the cathedral, dirt even here athirst for comprehension, my soul can't stop it's depredation ...as if shame will survive me