As I lay upon the sixth hour when
darkness reigns supreme.
I have nothing but visions veiled in
satans shadow.
For he knows I live in agony
like I know he hungers.
But that is neither here nor there.
For my eyes have been soaked in sin
and body cast in shadows light and
all joys disallowed. So conjured
fears and doubt are inefficient
for someone who embodies
misery and sorrow.
And
Waking truths do not dissuade.
Both truth and dream link common
thread of deceit and echo of faint
deception.