Trapped Spirit
HIs body decaying beneth the earth
HIs soul corrupted and trapped inside a box
Along with that of his soul, his spirit cannot move on
Paralized is his temple
Trapped inside his temple
Loathing now this temple
Longing for the free afterlife promised by his faith
But inside this box the only thing to wish for is space
Nothing more but more years of pain
To never see the skys again
Copyright © Regina Allen | Year Posted 2006
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