Catharsis by Luti-Kriss

Catharsis
by Luti-Kriss

I'll carry it out.
Your will it will be Done.

Bathe my feet amongst the Wicked.
Washing my mind in you alone.
Injecting... my soul with red words.
Building a Structure.
Through your hands.

My name's in the book.
Weak spine, no More.