Hysteria/Ritual/Silent Hill

I.

no food to dirt this body 

to suffer is so easy 

and makes her walking higher

until she feels true holy

sanctum sanctum sanctorum

God is a dog beside her feet

Jesus wants to possess her

this piercing hunger burns sweet 

no sleep to interfere this ecstasy 

the lovely voices in her head

tell from the sweet hereafter

iron bars keep her from flying 

but not from dying 

sanctum sanctum sanctorum

God is a dog beside her feet

Jesus wants to possess her

this piercing hunger runs so deep

they call her hysteric and not at all 

mysteric

but she knows she is chosen 

a hallowed grail to be filled 

Gabriel’s fiery sword shines so brigthly in the sun 

makes her go blind

her visions cannot be undone 

sanctum sanctum sanctorum

screams it on bloody knees

raises her shaking hands like a tray 

with her beautiful eyeballs on it

whispers “just like St. Lucia did”  

II.

Echoes hall through 

the cathedral 

like beautiful birds

it’s hard to remember 

when I felt the same

those beautiful birds 

Black robe came up the stairs

stops at my door 

and I don’t want to know

what he came for

what he came for

I look in anxious faces

and I wonder why

I’m not the enemy 

it’s this thing inside

inside me 

it locked me up and now

I can’t go back

it bounds me like a statue to my bed

lifts me up, shakes me around, starts to speak

in an unknown sound 

it holds me captive I don’t know why

I feel so lonely, it won’t let me cry


murmur rises in my dark room

someone lights incense and candles

Black robe bends slowly over my bed

starts to drip some water upon my head

I wish I could just stand up and go

let it all go


But I can’t go back

it bounds me like a statue to my bed

lifts me up, shakes me around,starts to speak

in an unknown sound 

it holds me captive, I don’t know why 

I feel so lonely, it won’t let me cry

Once I watched the sunrise 

red and rose

where has it gone now

no one knows

am I gone

God gone

am I gone

no one

 

 

III.

 

 

everything fades

grey and pale 

hanami of ashes  

no dawn no twilight 

stabbing blindfold 

towards nothing  


screams crescend within the streets 

a choir of lost creatures 

a march of death doomed till resurrection

your sane mind denies the horror 

but you know this is happening

 

you can feel that it’s true 

it’s the horror in you. 

a nightmare

when you lost your most precious 

you became a phantom of what you used to be 

tried so hard to get back what you’ve loved most 

and lost heart and life 

in the end 

the house you owned is so empty now 

it’s haunted 

he hears your voice 

but you’re not there 

you’re gone 

to Silent Hill 

there’s no way back. 

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