Eternal Kingdoms, Pt. 1

Fighting before my very eyes,
Is the true self and the ego.
Reconcile within,
Or the masochist will win.
Impose my will, forget my sins.

What bares the better fruit?
Enlightened but ignorant,
Ashamed by existence?
But no one knows the truth.
With hope dies dignity,
But what is pride worth to the dirt?

Yet we're the burdened,
Like fate of maggots to the sky,
Life is the spider to the fly.
Is there a purpose?
Without the evil,
How can we ever truely know the good?

Fighting before my very eyes,
Is true self and the ego.
Reconcile within,
Or the masochist will win.
Impose my will, forget my sins.

Will I ever know myself?
Are we even meant to know?
Will they forgive, for all I've done?
Can this chrysalis be broke?
Crawl from the soil to the sun,
Until the transformation comes.
Imago flies, cast off these binds,
Transcend this shell,
There is no afterlife, just look around we're already in hell.