Love's Dirge and Martyr

Crafted sanity
Lost in the depth of mind

In possession of a flustered entity
Beginner in the midst of everything

Desiring everything
Savor for the hosts of hay

...hexed to stray,
beneath whom could be saved

Sinking in the route to hell,
freezing before the heir

The throne been lost since then,
holy rooting for phony

clergy lagging lumina
the east denied the adhan

Fear flirts meditation
Taking hold from the Lama

Where then,
do the survivor cling for survival?

Thenceforth,
do the darkened ways be justified?

Party not for five,
climbing not for rise,

Yet served to a kind...
Reverence for you and I

Our concession against living a lie...

That my claims and aims be justified
That my drought and bull be mystified

Live by words, death be buried in words...
Love in words, hurt be tattered in words...

Fear be debutante of wrath,
Leer be enigma of us,

Lie on love,
lured to love

Laying my life to let live in love,
That love may live through me
For who cares to see....