Almost done, but not yet finished
Glorifying power, but not really meaning
Stumped, belaughed, betrayed, portrayed
Above them all I stand
With no feeling

My face desecrated
My instincts ungainly
Save, save,
I’m mumbling in prayers
I don’t believe in God
I don’t believe in God

Ropes and waves
I dream of deaths
Flames and breaths
Satirical carnifex
I’m gone, I’m gone
In a selfish away
I’m here and there
Above them all,
Nowhere