To war, let the havoc be revenged. March against the lords of perdition. Live, breathe. . Persecute the ones. That left to persecute your soul. Crush the scepters of the kings.
Born into oblivion. Without the fear. -of existing all alone. . Later comes the acquisition - forced upon. The solitude. Now loneliness. The god now submerged in a game of guilt.
This journey without movement. Heading out for no man's land. The way ahead my only ally. Early hours, in the silence. . This credence keeps me upright.
I can see through the veil. Seeing all I need see. Nothing is hidden here. Deep into the woods. . Casting. Letters that speak of.... All. Is all. Is naught.
No distance, no time. Endless void, absence of life. Chaos dwells outside the tomb. Seduce, invoke. Embrace, give birth. . See through the flesh. See past the soul.
Reckless men. So righteous, so clean. Towards the light. So bashful, so pure. . Who told you to abandon life. Your strength, free will. And bow for the light? The light.