Till it rang

​Someone clipped my wings, infused my fingertips

Till the ink ran in, tried to sink into my skin

Something stroked my hair from the damp cold air

Till the chill I felt, tried to fill me with despair

Some strange suits took my eyes from their cave

Till images blurred in a sea of red, in a warped loud rave

Something from within sounded loud and deep

Till I shuddered and I shook, it echoed in my sleep

Someone reached in, pulled my body from the fire

Till the lava melted that was cloaking my desire

Someone who was I, breathed a note so pure

Till it rang in silence only the deaf secured

Someone saw me for the first time, without my shield

Till I lay down my sword, till our colours ran…congealed