clanging cymbals

dead arrival. muteness doctrine. clanging cymbals. clashing out. Life eternal, I endure. Make me tremble. Make me yours. In spite of these feelings I know I'm secure. Make them bow at your mercy and know that you're Lord. Take this mess that you're healing and burn it all pure. Please bury it. Bury me. Entrepreneur. I'll carry your burdens. Carry your shame. I'll burry it all some place far away. You can't manage the feeling. Manage the change. But maybe you'll understand someday. Its the ferry down Styx that's your wage. You've been married; the bird and the cage. In a way you're a slave. Its your face that's been showing your age. Death, give me breath. I've been waiting in the depths. I've been counted, I've been kept. I've been panicked while you slept.