Tragoedia

The tragoedial curtain rises on this menagerie of misfortune,

Contained within its unhallowed acts are agonies bespoke

No gods nor men, only vile beasts; devourers of innocence

Vicious syphons consuming what little light remains

Aroused through violence, bathed in my decay

We are forever changed by an iniquitous hand

We are forever changed

Drawn further towards the darkness

We are forever changed by a singular act of cruelty

Inseparably bound to an unalterable course

Its path guiding us towards the inexorable

Truth that we shan't escape until neither draws breath

The curtain shall lower on a tragic existence

Dogged by calamitous divinations

We are forever changed by an iniquitous hand

Through tragedy, we are reborn. In agony, we shall exist

Weep not for the maligned for their hands are also unclean

Eternally stained by the blood they have shed

We are forever changed by an iniquitous hand

Through tragedy, we are reborn. In agony, we shall exist

We are forever changed by an iniquitous hand

Through tragedy, we are reborn. In agony, we shall exist