I cast upwards in the wrath of your anger I seek you even now when I bore tainted wings I shield my blind hued eyes from your gaze I hath traveled down the path of destruction to my own demise. I hath traveled such paths in actions of errors that hath driven thee away. I speak but mine tongue hath told one to many untruths. Ye ears hearth not my words or hearth the echos of my past lies. I am cast within the fury of my own doings that hath stricten me from what I want most. Tears touch true as I see the errs of mine ways and the grave I hath dug of mine own. Heart bleeds but canst be seen with so much taint to cover the shell. I drown within the chaos of mine own creation but yet doth mine eyes ever seek you. Disgraced by many but not as heart wretching as disgrace by thee. I seek thine forgiveness with silent pleads that leave not the harazdous poison of mine tongue. Redemption I reach for but it is denied with the cold words of non-belief. I know now that I hath created my own hell to dwell forever alone. For I canst not forsake the beating whisper of mine heart. For I canst not toss away the aching of this tainted soul. Disgraced and lost I travel alone but ever doth eyes seek upwards for ye. Ye are the beauty I seek and the breath I need. Taint in all ways, with no way for salvation. I shall ever ache for thine beauty and forgiveness.