this time, as i close my eyes
i'm ready for my judge
heavy sentence already served
i, smiling, bear no grudge
i stand here still at water’s edge
of childhood, listening to the beach
the rolling waves, the seagull screams
that i called home, and out of reach
i am that worthy sinner
an unrepentant heathen
for my god is He you bow before
my soul, forever mine
how many deaths can one man die
before he can be called a man?
i will remain, inside of you
i will live on, though not the same
i've climbed tall mountains, once above
sat washed by clouds and dried by winds
then looked to see i'd gone nowhere
there are no tops, but only bends
i place coins of love on grief’s eyes
for this last breath, my funeral pyre
so many moments will combust
into this whirlwind phoenix fire
i stretch my demon wings
my halo shimmers gold
i reach above, and reach below
returning to the world of old
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