These eyes are treacherous
I shatter their deception
The pain envelops my dripping face
But I still feel you here
Your disembodied mind, within
I wander through life not blindly
But with you guiding my every step
Discernment without sight
Belief without a mind
Love without a heart
Sovereign without a choice
I fall into you
A vessel of your will
Still reeking of corruption
And imbued with the hamartia
Of my earthly state
I lie broken amongst the debris
From the shockwave of Revelation
With fading senses, I feel you
Bringer of victory
Yet, sculptor of loss
Unflagging faith
Has brought me here
And with my final breath
One last hymn to your glory

by Aaron Lynn

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