I scrape the past to find the traces of a blood severed line
 Behind a veil forged of steel
 Housing deceit never ending forever
 Owing inside [bad word] held but never showing
 Gaze upon the river's glow
 What tears at me will never show

 Discorded chaos etched in me sand memory
 Draped in calamity born of tragedy
 Product of your insanity
 Placated turmoil repeating unset
 Destiny [bad word] whatever may
 sans memory the path I lay

 Discarded forgotten encapsulated times of old berated
 Begotten the contradiction you behold
 Time falls short for serenity as memories take hold of me
 false beginning lays in wake lunacy in divinity
 Time awaits the refugee travel into obscurity
 Without a past defined this life a chance for meaning prosperity