Luyện nghe bài hát II (Penance)

That humiliating adjudicator
Your builds in an endless cycle of decrepitude
Skin slackens with each seconds
weakens and softens
Bones stiffen in
Dreams
slough
A blackened pulp of despair
A mind and afraid
Gazes back upon a path of waste and
Gazes only to t he cold and the empty

All will
All will
All fall
All will

And so with heavy, broken-backed step I inch closer to my reckoning
stiff, sloughing, sagging
Resonating with slow like catgut strings
Draped across a stave of timber

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

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

is no room here
Suffocation... Rejection...

A hopeless soul slithers in vestibules


Fading notions of what breathed false proclamations
Granite shaped by the of supplication
Myriad visages in judgement
A solemn phalanx as one
One totem of accusation
Choral, striking the marrow
Of a soul laced with regret

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

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

One thousand condemnations!

hands reach - coiling, cloying

My name is but

And I flee