Spirit yearning Games

Desertion is a way o' death That language of darkness loop the babe of Seth Sparked within confines o' wood Coffins of Being misunderstood Expression became a way of breath Solemnly consumed too many times revived For darkness ousted that once filled fear Inside a lonely spirit drowned in tears Glasses fulI cried at night In silent devillish angelic flight Melody promised to voice concerned Untill in clubs bars taverns a dream was churned Yet empty pockets remain the start Of more yearning within the dark Of night and silent wish To succeed even more To reach and break the lease Of poverty bestowed upon A dark curse one night wrong choice a soul forlorn To let my inner desire soar 'twas of untimely concern I wanted so much to learn. Doors seemed shut in silent reproach Gone are dogs cats plants all ghosts Taken by the hand of loss To the wind happiness was tossed And turned into an empty hole Where nothing else resided But death over turned Past fulfillment my replacement for love Untill no feelings reached out to above The level of where the hole reached earth There in the hole the darkened fear gave birth To a spirit wrought in flamres The product of spirit yearning games