Captive soul
Bound in a primitive human shell
Created at the dawn of time
Mutely screaming from within
To be set free once more
To be set free once more
To soar throughout the incandescent universe
Basking in realms beyond man’s comprehension
Visions of colors indescribably stunning to mortal eyes
Speaking the language of angels
Your Hell is your confinement
©Leatherman 2012
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