Fallen Idol

Skin was made of Angel dust
Heart was made of stone
Veins were made of broken lace
Splinters were not bone.
Body of mosaic
Crystallised within
Images, illusions echoing thin.
Overpowering senses
Thoughts of future years
Centuries into outer space
Through the eyes the tears.
Fading through darkness
Grasping little of the light
Souls replenished through destiny
Intricate veracity
Intimate intrusion
Cherished hearts
Empty pride
Breathless into dreams.