Scorn

I perish and nobody will know
As my mouth remains still
My heart awaits me, filled with gravel
As the pain grows with each touch
Since I marked her out from my tower
Reality focused through forbidden lenses
She owns enough of preciousness
A penalty given by the source
I perish and nobody will know
As my mouth remains still
My heart awaits me, filled with gravel
As the pain grows with each touch
But I still have no choice
Though the hinderance frighten
A labyrinth closing at the edge of space
She owns enough of preciousness
A penalty given by the source
But they never allow
She’s shut… for all beings but one
I give my scorn, my threat
Since I marked her out from my tower
Reality focused through forbidden lenses
She owns enough of preciousness
A penalty given by the source