The Infringement of God's Plan

Torn flat pages Encased in a dark binded blanket Blood stained hand prints Inscription of the bleeding eyes That decay as they write The scratched sonnets Of scripted crucifixion And self mutilation Crimson words blurred From the tears that fall as the hopeless ramblings are indicted Into the bland white pages Into the dull darkness As the light slips away Torn flat pages Encased in a dark binded blanket The scratched sonnets Of scripted crucification I reign my realm with the coldest of intention I show no mercy No mercy to those who beg