Horrorscope The Inner Pride
Trapped, under the reign of fate
Two steps from nowhere
Held, by the arms that chain
Eyes that beholding
Search, the way out from the cave
But the flame seems to be distant
Out of reach
Elusive
Kept by the leech
Refusal
Feelings have faded, faded for ages
Down in the jungle, bleeding no more
Against myself I live
Keep searching for the sign
The trace of the inner pride
Drenched, in the blood of traitors
Forgotten shall be
Perverted, by the lunatic heralds
Wounds on my feet
Captured, small part in the wheel of time
Solitaire – that’s my everlasting sin
Out of touch
Intrusive
It never sleeps
Illusion?
