Luyện nghe bài hát II (Penance)

That arbitrary adjudicator
Your cruelty in an endless cycle of decrepitude
Skin slackens with each seconds
weakens and softens
Bones in agony
dissolve
Hopes
A blackened pulp of deepest
A mind enfeebled and
Gazes upon a path of waste and regret
Gazes ahead to t he cold and the empty

All fall
All will
All fall
All will

And so with each heavy, step I inch closer to my reckoning
Sinews stiff, sloughing,
Resonating with decay like catgut strings
Draped across a stave of timber

The cathedral looms... Tearing, oppressive,
once echoed in the chapels of cold stone
Where figures dripped with feverish piety
And of reverence flickered in the torpid darkness of unanswered prayers

Stoic monolith bleeds black redemption
shroud shed like skin
Penance driven into the maw of the
Stygian crust that chokes on the of the forgotten

There is no here
Suffocation... Rejection...

A hopeless soul in vapid vestibules


Fading notions of what once breathed proclamations
Granite by the echoes of supplication
Myriad visages in judgement
A solemn phalanx as one
One singular of accusation
Choral, somnolent striking the
Of a soul laced with corrosive

- Pathetic - Cringing
Crushed by
Withering the inquisition cloisters
The last shreds of waning hope thus

I cannot see lurks within these sepulchral shadows
whispers of a thousand past condemnations

One past condemnations!

Freezing reach - coiling, cloying

My name is but

And I flee