Birthmachine

Archon

"I was forgiven it seems"

Like a kiss that stings
like the golden trial of a gun
with valentines from a dead star
and vague prospects of a dying sun

I was forced from grace
the downfall seems undone
I cut deep to leave a bitter trace
and keep searching for a better sun

I was forgiven it seems, there are no flames here
hence I cling to the birthmachine
I drift in timeless space
hence I cling to the birthmachine

The kiss still stings
the fulfilling remains undone
I keep drifting like a dead star
and I see prospects of a dying sun

'Twas truth I sought, and lies I was brought
no God was found, I was hell-bound
the tears I've tasted, the years I've wasted
all in vain, I'm dead again…

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