The twelve miles from your sanctuary to civilization is paved with good intentions and overrun by weeds The graffiti-scratched stone walls trace back to the past like a holy scroll with no bodies to find, only empty tombs dug by bloodied knuckles A metaphor, but no less true for it Repentance comes easy and absolution, … Continue reading Sacrosanct


Now, of all the great lies the Devil ever spread, love his prettiest bride A grace and a beauty, spectacular to behold, a bouquet of blooming iris Breathless in the bathing light of broken dawn This morning, this moment, lost in the silence of a billion stars burning out Promises and eternity, exhausted He, the … Continue reading Faithless