Loud against my face. The tired awake. I walked denied. The tombstone swayed. I feel soaked with blood. These all smell my flesh. The crowds are calling. Calling me. The crowds are calling me. These are the lies. They run from this. I cannot look, want to collapse.
The Calling. The Calling
My sheltered minds… they’re coming down. They come again. Down.
Loud against my face. The tired awake. I walked denied. The tomb swayed.
What are your christian thoughts about Calling by Trenches ?