The Righteous Path

Pained, with blunt knives

She stays in darkness, she strives

Heaven where can my light be?

She questions the masses of the skies and the seas

Wake up, drag me out of here

What dreaded curse has my soul adhered

I sleep awake and I’m wide asleep

Treat for a drowning foolish sip

Shamed, those thorns can’t be aroused

they descend to depths no man is allowed

But this shame burns fire of rage

Fight me through the steels cage

Time, my enemy my brawn

My awakening through the 4th moonlights of dawn

He who stabs me discourages disgrace

Will no longer clasp my wings of embrace

By,

The Invisible Her, Kedah

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