I breathe to caress air with my falter
Of life after death, with this blind halter
Forgive me, mes Dieux, for I am with sin
This trouble I hold I found from within

In this state of mind, I’m sought from above
The sin I’m condemned to is nothing but love
This feeling, I’m anxious, what can it be?
Though I’ve felt this before, what’s wrong with me?

When the shackles release, I’ll learn to withdraw
But then he stole my sight, my heart was in awe
His eyes are too busy to waste upon mine
Leaving me drunk from an enchanted fine wine

What I beg for forgiveness lies deeply in him
For the unspoken hunger rumbles from whim
I’m sorry for the vacant yet shy embrace
This wall of false wishes hides my true face

These shackles turned into bandages so tight
My heart is imbalanced, I’ve lost the light
If Love is shared, why am I out of his glance?
Though my veins are in tune with solid romance

And the words are alive throughout my blood
The lead of this pencil is melting to mud
A name is nothing more than a tacit sign
But I am without his and he’s without mine

Mes Dieux, if I pray to your grayest of rains
Will you purify me and cleanse out my veins?
Rid me of the shackles I’ve locked myself in
And lead me to his eyes I haven’t yet been
When he breathes my name, my poetry will cast
The greatest of imagery I’ll behold at last

 
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