Bodies Carried Over Doves

Straight from the mouth, ambition is dead
Shed from the skin of the serpent, I wept
Lost to all time, crawling with dread
Deep in the bowels of self loathing, I wept
Life under iron, mask of lament
Hidden behind from the world as I wept
Lost to all time, talon outstretched
Reached for the light of the flock as I wept
Through the wires, through the barb and the blood
A caged dove looks up at the world
Wings clipped in the blink of an eye
I'm chewed apart by thе rats under tumbling skies