Sacrifice [Presence]

by Occult Fan

Strike me, with your fire lightning, inside be it pleasant or frightening

I can take it, take the stress, make the mark, pass the test

of the lessons, we leave behind, what one once said

will always chime

all you know

is all you are

did you forget the spelling

to your own name

they are twisting

the concerned party

around at the base, base


of the one you call your own

home is free life to exacerbate

nothing is sacred

nothing is safe

the open aire

and the cloying earth

what are we doing

what are we worth