Dust

Colliding with truth, like a blow to the crotch
The cold fear around him runs him through
Staggers as blood flees his head
Mourning the loss of a demon

Sodomized innocense Degrades him to Dust

Seeing life at the end of a fuse
His faith was a blind man with a mirror
Cack the reason why he is
Drawn by the odeur of flesh

Aiming for ignorance, but still falls back to dust

Denies, That he`s ever been trapped
Before, Stand up
Emerge, from the hole in yourself
Burst out, from the womb of your grief

Free yourself from pain and cry out
(leave the dust behind to spit at)

Shut the window, stop shouting, let it go
Slam the door, never open it again
Back on your feet, back on track to life
Bring back control of the future

Victimized selfesteem as the wind disolves the dust