Signs

Amongst the waves, enclosed 'neath the floor of an ocean bed... (A voice that speaks inside) ...of things that were never meant to be Amongst the flies, cloven is the foot of the one who speaks (A darkness dwells inside) He'll guide us down the path of eternal night He belongs to the depths and the bowels of the earth He is the plague, the scum and the filth And the wretched creation of man Amongst the dead, outreached are the hands that pray for life (His longing to return) Crawling from the depths Amongst the sick, drinking from the hands and the poison they hold (In a constant state of sopor) Bound to the ill Peel back the earth A shedding of skin Uproot and expose All that lies within A pale voice calls from 'neath the grounds The whispers in throat are like him, longing to be found Their shadows dancing through the searing mist With gestures to ensnare the mind The human form decays, the skin gives way, changing before my eyes I drew closer to the mouth of fire, within a chasm of souls reside Appearing to writhe and contort with every flicker of the flames Peel back the earth A shedding of skin Uproot and expose All that lies within The whispers in the throat, like him, are yearning Beneath my feet, all land engulfed inside a maze of crimson fog Severed from all human contact and cast out below the ground Soon they will see my long awaited return To open their eyes to what the world has become Grey wastelands of barren fields and acrid skies Will bury any hope of remaining here Living as we did before Forgotten over time how I came to be Gone are the days Time will wash away The waters will help me find my way back home Gone are the days Despite my efforts to climb, I fell the whole way down through the earth Down through the earth Pale skeletal hands of withering life Grasp through soil A realisation forms in blistered eyes Time erodes us all