The coming of soon

Misshaped into consciousness, lived by as practiced
as told
As dark streams pressure the surface, she tightens
her hold
Biased to believe in the feeling and conquer the will
I conquer the will to believe I can feel

By night and by kin, by flesh and by skin
Subdued to a spot in the distance
fading away

By words and by acts, by guilt and regrets
Embodied - eternity crumbles
and turns to a day

A day
You're fading away

Is this what you meant when you said that all
meaning has died?
The strength of conviction has given away to the tide

Tormented by an unuttered rule
when driven by lust are we deaf to the voice of
morality
Or ignoring the preacing of fools?

Her breath melts the last of frozen truths
sinners of restrained devotion
far beyond reproof Nothing is left but to curse and embrace you
as i loathe myself more with each moon
we await the coming of soon

Is this waht you meant when you said that all
meaning has died?
The strength of conviction has given away to the
tide
Nothing is left but to wait for the coming of soon

Is this what you meant when you said that all
meaning has died?