Song of Sid IV

Song of Sid IV

Mind spinning, whirling, twisting
Remembering what should remain forgotten
Seizing what should remain hidden
Contemplating what should remain latent

Soul descending, spiralling, groaning
Falling under a burden of care
Stumbling over sins I bear
Tripping over and under everything, I swear

The walls are closing in
I can barely breathe
My world is caving in
I can barely scream

I cry out in the open
I cry in despair
The tears flood my senses
But I can't tell if You're there

Silence.
Screaming silence.
Painful silence.
Silent silence.

Eloi, Eloi lama sabachthani

Tetelestai.