My Cell, My Sail, My Self

My cell my sail my self
Although there's nothing left
I taste the flame against
The hand of god

Sorrow on the left
Leaving me bereft
I toil I try I martyr
But why bother

Hollowness inside
Impetus hath petrified
I taste a wisp of cold night air
Sol and Luna unified



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Coleman
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