literature

cleansing

Deviation Actions

Published: Mar 26, 2017

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Literature Text

If I am the sky, then you are the sea
There's a tangled constellation hidden in me
Your waves distort what's false from what's true
While my clouds conceal feelings that read blue
They weep and they rain into the lands of pain
The lands that are tormented by silenced screams of the slain
But you- yes, you- continue to hum along
To the ancient song of cleansing bells
You're the ancient healer to those bound to hell

Be it spell or curse that drives a man mad;
Be it hell or hearse that wrings the hearts of the sad
You're blind to them all as you continue to sing
Over the silenced screams with your bell that rings
And echoes over the lands of pain; echoes over the fallen, the slain
For I am the sky, and you- the sea
Your waves may cleanse, but the salt surely stings
You compare yourself to holy water,
Averting your eyes to the definition of slaughter

Although, I know, you'll continue your hymn while they continue to sin,
And I'll continue to smile and act like nothing's wrong
But we both knew we were lying all along