Christianne is Dead

the end comes close and the falling rain
like tears driving hard on her skin
the coldness of the iron grips her throat
reminiscing of her sin
repeating the words over and over
she prays yet doubts what comes next
her words get caught in her throat
there is no future that is fixed

christianne is dead
she doesn't want to feel anymore
christianne is dead
i can't live to lie anymore
the darkest abscess of her heart is fear that makes her see
only the light from high above can pierce her soul and set her free

she sits high on a cloud of mist
absorbing light from above
she turns her back and feels desire
unable to think, unable to move
she falls from grace like falling rain
like tears driving hard on her skin
water burns like fire, crying she came
there is no future only pain