Kin

Mine eyes once one with ardor’s blaze

A star; thine skies’ reflection

Ts astral hues and lovers’ touch

Damned by a savage affection

But lo, mine eyes hath hardened

A kiss upon my cheek

Thine lips: I do not know-

Iscariot or sweet?

Hell’s ‘ferno be thy master

And pardon be my sin?

Or shattered soul ‘ts fault of mine

Thine heart hath been my kin?

Fault not in eyes that seek thee

Thy word is but a lie

A tear of icy hearts now

Yet I wrestle with goodbye

Thy word; condemned as useless

Tongue as bitter as thy hand

My heart is shattered; broken; dead

My soul but grains of sand

O lo, mine burden is my master

Thy words do not defend

I’m long forsaken; feared forgotten

Tis sorrow at thine end

So Satan’s teeth do rot thee

And pearly gates ablaze

Thine soul sought no redemption

N’er but burden be thy praise