Scared and with all this dirt staining my skin prompts

2 months ago

In Innocence and sin When it was air I was breathing I cannot remember, for it was at the beginning of time itself or so it seems. For every feeling there was disgrace, for every thought remorse. So come, come listen to the sound and read the signs before I fade beyond grey into black. Above what's underneath maggots crawl in the half-light of an underground dawn. Scared and with all this dirt staining my skin, going deep within, until I rise again to meet the face of the one that I knelt before. Now in silence I stand for words are dead and nothing but love can be felt as time ends and forever I will remain the same in innocence and sin.

26 days ago

In Innocence and sin When it was air I was breathing I cannot remember, for it was at the beginning of time itself or so it seems. For every feeling there was disgrace, for every thought remorse. So come, come listen to the sound and read the signs before I fade beyond grey into black. Above what's underneath maggots crawl in the half-light of an underground dawn. Scared and with all this dirt staining my skin, going deep within, until I rise again to meet the face of the one that I knelt before. Now in silence I stand for words are dead and nothing but love can be felt as time ends and forever I will remain the same in innocence and sin.

2 months ago

In Innocence and sin When it was air I was breathing I cannot remember, for it was at the beginning of time itself or so it seems. For every feeling there was disgrace, for every thought remorse. So come, come listen to the sound and read the signs before I fade beyond grey into black. Above what's underneath maggots crawl in the half-light of an underground dawn. Scared and with all this dirt staining my skin, going deep within, until I rise again to meet the face of the one that I knelt before. Now in silence I stand for words are dead and nothing but love can be felt as time ends and forever I will remain the same in innocence and sin.