Jalana

This burning soul is blinding
Bolstered by a thread
An ancient eye presiding
This vessel will be shed

Marked, the man who lied to write a destiny in time
Handed back humanity
Shaman's acolyte
Held in time to hold the ground where Jesus came to die
Dreadful lies this life ahead
Ball-and-chaining psi

Favor me should I descend
And curse a clearer mind
Emberlit this mirrorized
Manumitting rite
Caving in and calling out
I, immolating slime
Burned apart from every nerve
Routed tongue and eye

Conditionally binding
The choice to march ahead
In ash and bone refine me
This piece of me is dead

Jalana



Credits
Writer(s): Brinton Upshaw
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