Salieri - East Of The Wall

I’d promised to go, but now that it’s time, the scene of what I’d missed

Is haunting me through tattered blinds

«Lift your eyes from above.

Let your life flow out.»

Born from resistance, and plagued by irreverence

The burden of a slow memory’s remnants

Awaken in moments and search for the relevance

The instance fades and leaves me no change

It wouldn’t seem like such a blow if only minds could be renewed as well as bone

If only years could all be hewn as well as stone

A burst of color and dismay rends a draped malaise which

Maligned as it may, still offers up a sanctum’s peace

A cloven hoof crawls for the hobbled

The forked tongue croaks the call of the dumb

What passes over when heads are steeped, neck deep

In the drolls cast off by the shrugging arms, the wading mass

The sludge so thick all limbs are lamed?

Still we waddle all the same

Cast off all my weight

«So cast your light away.

They’ll shine your light out.»

This bleeding erupted from the sores of wasted gods

The tension was broken by bloodied fists and open arms

The meaning destructed in solitude and fits of calm

Residing in daydreams, you’ll only feel it once it’s gone

One day, and one chance to fail one day

You’ll never screw this again, so take it all the way and dig through your grave