Death My Becoming
Desolate beyond my eyes
Blazing sun overhead
There is no end in sight
This journey will cost my life
Fall
Obliteration of the self
The sun spirals down
Blind by abyssal light
Crawling endlessly
My voyage is almost done
Beyond the endless bleak
Golden city lies in wait
Prism towers touch the sky
Beyond these miles
Of desolate hordes
The city lies in wait
I stand up again, take a deep breath
Is this destined or my fate?
Gaze through my thoughts
Look to the city,
Glimmering through the haze
It seems so vivid
I cant differ
reality or Mirage
Faceless human being
Futile
Nailed to the cross
Scorched, my reality
The scythe is in my sight
Over the trench we go
Betrayal of god
The shining one
calls for me
Betrayal of god
The shining one
Calls for me
Faceless human being
Futile
Nailed to the cross
Scorched, my reality
The scythe is in my sight
Over the trench we go
Yearning for the scythe
This day will meet our demise
Let death set us free
Death (my becoming):
I travel through the setting sun
Trending the path, the morning star
Vices scarred my mind's eye
Enslaved my soul
Devoted all to one Path
In this night
Break the waves as salt decays
Turn the earth with blood and stone
Reach the peaks that pierce the sky
Cut the air with blackened wings
In the night
Now all i see is nothing
Now fire fills my flesh
I hear my boiling thoughts
Death is my own becoming
Wake, the light, drowned
Bite, the blood, sight
Writhing in the shadows, petrify
Contorting, scour, ignite, die
With my last breath, testify
Contorting, scour, ignite, die
Death my becoming