Spartacus

This hallowed ground I lie upon, suffering
My tears feeding this seed
Taking form inside
Hear my calling
Words of promise
Ash on the wind
Glimmering truth
Glimmering deception
The foundation of my being
His hand upon my skin
His fear in my mind
Father, take me on
Show me all that I'll never be
Take me on
Careful not to cross the line
You never knew me
Now I can only dream you a memory
The talons ripping my mind like so many trails in the wind
Fighting this contention within
Can't somebody help me
Can't someone save me from this contention
Through the two black holes
The path and pain are endless
In my eyes all seems otherwise
This skin is a trap to my soul
A misery I can't contain
The ache is dull
The ache is slow
A contention within
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
Asking you to remember me, remember
The water is foul
Untammed and spoiled
Swallowing despair in quanity
Moistened lips drowing in bodily fluid
Shamed in elegance, the king looks on
Providing the need the xxxxx drinks deeply
A spoken rage
The dead man yells to me
Despise like acid dripping from his maw
Hate of sentiment and void of respite
Beyond in search of the living
Alive seeking demise
The reward of the obscene
And so here I still lie on this hallowed ground
Suffering and feeding this seed of immortality