A fall from grace An effigy of failure Erected in my place My fingers bleed as they caress the broken mirror A reflection of my face What have I become? Bound to a fleshly tomb Where the sun will never touch Buried alone Suffocate in soil No more solace to be found My chest ripped open Expose the tainted heart My spirit accepts its fate For I have sang A hymn of blasphemy Take my eyes, So that I am blind to the harm my hands have forged Tear away these chains decayed To seek restoration once more Rise and reform Separate from scorn The shell is burned away, and new life is born Skin stretched thin My features distinguished No longer distorted My self realization I've found comfort in your absence The effigy of failure has fallen I fear death no longer