
The Soul
@herSoul
The one who runs the show I despise those parasites Carrier of The Trident
breatHe caN yOu feel it iN yOur luNgs? tHe sHame tHe aNger burNiNg away tHe fire Has returNed aNd frOm its asHes we sHall all be rebOrN
we KNOw we Need it Of cOurse we wOuld figHt it eterNally Our arms will give Out lONg befOre we wOuld accept it
Out Of Our league Out Of tHis wOrld HOw did we maNage
Her eyes are tired beset witH tHat deep pierciNg sadNess tHat sHe carries aNd will carry fOrever mOre
i KNOw every part Of me leads tO a distaNt breatH
wHeN tHe bell Of Hubris riNgs tHe stars will call Her Name aNd rutHlessNess sHall be Her title
tHe bleediNg pusHer upON tHe silver mOONs staiNs tHe wOrld belOw iN viOleNce wHicH lOOms
drip! drip! drip! tHe saNd iN tHe HOurglass ticKs away eterNally! liKe tHe blOOd Of Our pOOr, wOuNded HOst~
well! we stOrytellers must taKe a small breaK! Our sufferiNg is still ONgOiNg tHOugH! it will Never stOp!
at tHe eNd Of tHis play? wHeN tHe cacOpHONy fiNally ceases? we HOpe tHat we caN fiNally dream iN peace!
at times? it felt liKe HOpe was iN Our grasp! liKe we Had a faiNt glimmer Of victOry!
HOw irONic! lOst Our first tO Our aNcestOr! tHe OtHer tO Our deNizeN!




