The man of robes
Brilliant colors and layers of silk
Man of hope, man of wisdom
Yet a killer all the same
At my weaken state
I ask for no more then for forgiveness
I am on my knees at his feet
Only wanting his blessing
Yet he gives me not what I want
Only betrays me
Grabs my soul as he grabs my body
And then he won't let go
I know my fate is within his hands
I fear him
I hate him
Yet I still beg for him to forgive me
He instead buries me alive
In a box made like an oven
It glows red and hot
And I am thrown inside it
And there he buried me
With a fire beneath my coffin
And I burn..burn..burn
I feel my flesh become raw
My skin glows like fire
My flesh begins to rot and burn away
I can not cry, for I have no tears
But I scream
And then I am rescued by my brother
And a girl with an unfamiliar face
And I live slowly on
With burning skin
Yet in the end a mirror is all I have
In front of me it stands
And I dare look once and stare
And there even with burns
I am still beautiful.