From within me darkness creeps ever nearer
and the colour of life drifts away
tormented by fools and lost angels caught whoring
all that is left me… too pray.
But too whom and too what am I praying…?
religion such a lost cause to me
holy men speaking of old churches leaking
while explaining the goodness they see?
My lords and my masters
…who mostly are bastards
stealing ever more from the poor
and if one good man rises there are no surprises
when kicked in the arse from their door!
So the darkness within me creeps closer to be me
as the colour of life drifts away…
I had fought on with courage but each day discouraged
from keeping the darkness at bay!
