I’d love to see you die

I’d love to see you die,
So you can bloom,
And rise like Phoenix to the sky,
And so that in your cries I taste our lives,
As they were bred, enchained, deformed,
Yell and revolt against their maker -
So I can taste death from your eyes,
I’d love to see you die

I’d love to see you die,
So I can pass
One step behind the wicked line
That keeps me here, inside my house,
Where living live and dead do die -
To tear this leaden sky, alas,
I’d love to see you die

I’d love to see you die,
So I can step
Beyond what they describe as grandeur of all death -
To see the horrid rest beyond
The silvery sky at dusk -
To catch you in mid-flight, I’d love
To see you pass, from realm to realm
With one wing ruptured from a brutal Earth, and one,
A dying mind, in stark descent.
At border line, where weeping weeps,
Where all that’s been and all that’s left
Is narrowed to a lonesome cry,
Trapped in a sigh, at once, with you,
I’d love to see you die!