• Gouged out eyes
    Sewn-up lips
    One million lies
    No more slips
    Torn off ears
    Severed hands
    All my senses
    They're less than bland
    Not walking a path
    But roaming his land
    I've felt his wrath
    In that cold hand
    Clutching the entity
    With eyes once brown
    And words with such beauty
    It wore my skin
    And took my breath
    I was the entity, and I did sin