As I Lay Dying There

Part I From the far most epicenter of human civilization an arch bending over to touch my mortal To feel the touch of my dilating iris- as I lay dying there.. As I lay dying there, in your arms to die my mortal Forever living in the city of pride, for pride and my nature they dwell together For in my death they say died a mighty warrior So here I lay dying, mocking my sins forever. Of old age; of chain inhaling Something STILL pushed my sins to far nadir For your touch the medicine, a beast being offered a chance to live..

Of nature of death, death dwelling forever in my nature No water washed my hands of my sins For my chest that claimed the dagger, oh! Brother, why you gave thy mortal. Part II The radiance still young; young the blood of my passion Still can not just deliver the domain of my dimension My hands still red, for I just killed Perhaps to see you again, perhaps to hide in my shame Reason is my faith, but I still realize that pain; while dying he simply said your name Part III Between men and coward I come in between; between faith and religion I just gave your name Twenty years in that room; just your thoughts and me When they asked to promulgate; your name I said.. For this was his last, for this was my faith, for with no religion- I just remembered thy name Twenty years I saw an epic saga being said Of our love, our faith A saga whose ombudsman was my mortal. Words my brother was thy blood. Part IV As here I lay today, dying in your arms; I feel no regrets I feel no pain For in your love oh! Angel, in the death of my blood I saw gain. If the creator sees me today; dyinghe shall smile as I smiled that day

When we were given daggers, that would have killed; but the blood would have been the same For my brother and me, we were born together, we lived, we ate.. We were egalitarians How could we would have differed when it came to love; nor could we differ when our motherland called us But then that day, that moment, that sin.. In his blood I saw gain gain to touch you, gain to return your love with love, for either he or this blatant lover of yours could have kissed thy immortal face. Part V Those two little girls whom we gave our name In there smile I see pride overlooking my shame.. For a wise man once said: In love, there lies a true angel, who knows when to smile Perhaps when you are. Perhaps when you will be..for you shall Live again

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