Shining Black - Tarot

I’ve been fasting face to the dawn

from the desert of thoughs only prayers will cary on

I’ve been waiting knees in the sand

will there be time enough for me to understand?

I’ve been breathing the air of high pass

the cold reaches into my bones turning me to glass

I’ve been bleeding but the cup’s not filled

I hope to see into it now, see my heart stilled

far and away from here I’d lie down to find some rest

something whispers in my ear, the hurt has found a place to nest

shining black… I see you now

shining black… you’re made of steel

shining black…

I’ve been fighting the worm of despair

the hollowed me is losing strength, maybe I don’t care

the demon whispers in my ear the hurt has found a home here

shining black?