Distant Visitant

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I built this armour to keep it inside
A vessel, a mask, bewildered, awry
And beneath, it grows, like weeds among stones
Bearing a cross, a crown made of thorns

Not a word shall be uttered
A life forfeit, left in the gutter

Self-loathing thoughts on repeat,
forever narcissistic

Unvoiced, it has taken its place
Heartless, my blood written fate
Lifeless, a grievous embrace
Enraged, a quenchless hate

It has taken its place

Bearing a cross
And a Crown made of thorns

I wear this mask
That my face (has) grown to fit

Winded and worn
I'll find rest when I'm dead

Self-loathing
thoughts on repeat
forever
narcissistic

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from Weltschmerz, released October 12, 2015

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