Descent

Wear your mark with courage

Bear your conscience as you descend down

In light, in shadows

Reap my harvest

You won't lay a hand on my centre

Disappear as the chosen one

Son of the right, my deeds will deserve their triumph

In my carnal reverie

I dictate the grinding of the years

In this light, in these shadows

Unfold the river of the titan's abyss

May my ashes sink

Oh reaper, call my name

Heel my anchor over

Bring out your wrath

Bring out the waters

Face my burden

Drown

Born in dust, returned

Bewildered by invisible, undisturbed sands

Of the infinite physical, ethereal, primal maker

Shatter my eyes

Release my reins

Leave all that I am, lay on your digressions

Bury my desolate eyes and leave them to degrade

Am I alone?

In this light, in these eyes

Alone, am I alive?

Still around, still on ground, let go