fire_and_soul aM i DiStUrBeD? Hammer me into blazon pain Moulding shapes No shame to waste And drag me there With deafening haste Contort myself to you Join with you Dance of the dead The circle of fire before me: Into the middle was led Pull the strings of my body Dancing limbs Death in their eyes Lifeless figures Their Forsaken lives Tear me away from my heart Free Spirit Drawn into a trance Above myself Flight: my only chance Let me escape through rusty claws Blemished skin From there I fled Terror’s power Chance to glimpse ahead My body: dwelling of hurt Bust of dark Night and pain: wed And let me lie 'Till I dance with the dead. 050114 ... aM i DiStUrBeD? I must say that I apologise for the first stanza as it is not my own. It belongs to 'Peter Murphy' and I must thank that person sincerely and also apologise if any upset was caused in my using it. 050114 what's it to you? who go blather from