Reborn

Before the chatoyant twilight came ashore Dazzled whims blocked my soul I had to break the chains of hells To break these horrendous Satan spells Ambivalent flavors darkened me With a taste of lime and rotten fruit Emotions leaping in a conoid mould Steering me towards an act of cold A clouded place is where I dwell Black and white is all I see Then I looked into the sky For the Spirit to hear my cry Pitter-patter sounds came by The sacred Beauty cried with me Purifying me from the sins of Seth Steered away from taunting death…