my sunken dreams

She finished the move resending blew waves of doubt
Natured now and blown apart
This fury and cruel matriarch
She leads me to the edge of my own frail being
And my own mortality in question
And the sanctity pushed me on and off to the depths of my own cowardly demise
And in this decay I find another day will I burn out the stake
That I know into the decay another day will I burn out the stake
To have a chance to obey
And will I start again
Where I first began
With a flat fluid embrace.

And I remember when I tried to find her voice...

In the distorted German channels of my own mind...

And that seemed long ago, that was so long ago...