Corpus Christi - Angkor Wat

Born into

A hazy crossfire

The end result of Innocence and ignorance

Flesh and blood cure

For emotional strife

Vision obscured by a Soft skin curtain

Torn and ripped

Youth in a glass case

Convinced of divinity

Afflictions for attributes

Living out-of-body life

Crippled cub for crippled life

Vision obscured by a Soft skin curtain

Window to reality shrouded

Soft skin curtain

Torn and ripped

Battle lost

Casualities ignored

Ignorance victorious

Minority whored

Behind cold stone front

There lived one who cried

He feels like a man, he feels like a child

He feels like a doll, He feels like a living

Dead thing.

Empty and dry, lying soaked in the rain

Drowing in lonely tears, dreaming of living

Searching Exploring

Lost in a bottomless whole

To live and fly

Breathe the clouds

Sleep with the stars

Know answers why

Soft skin curtain

Window to reality

No longer clouded

Soft skin curtain

Torn and ripped

Away