Nursing From The Mother Wound

My home now thief-swollen, my mind made leaden with enemy songs
I walk with their weight to heed the confessions of the throng
Tired wounds endure time's molt and seep through the present's white
A threshing focus cracks the mirage, bruising truth upon the mist of its light

Stalwart in darkness, in vigilance, my fellowship decays
The crippled mule of divine brotherhood brays

I've donned disdain's burdening mantle
I've denied the christened bliss
Confrontation's flames pile upon me
Whose raging licks facet a jewel of the abyss

Deeper now, into precious darkness
To mine pain for its stones of insight
Mark me with its glowing iron
That shines merciless at the breast of midnight

The heart must burn with what the mind fails to hold
My body moves with the memory of the all-animating fire
Forgiveness will not make of it a quiet martyr
So let vengeance boil and dispel grace's absolving mire

Stalwart in darkness, in vigilance, my fellowship decays
The crippled mule of divine brotherhood brays

Deeper now, into precious darkness
To mine pain for its stones of insight
Mark me with its glowing iron
That shines merciless at the breast of midnight