Beyond the flesh, sinew and marrow Lies a monster hidden, empty and hollow No remorse for crimes of yesterday Just scar tissue, where once a soul lay Beyond the now blackened heart Lies a prisoner, fragmented and picked apart Penance for horrors beyond his control Held captive by, the Reaper's toll Beyond the mask, front and façade Beyond the smile, that is definitely store bought Beyond the tingling and the numbness Lies the man somewhere, lost in darkness |