Descent

Wear your mark with courage Bear your conscience as you descend down In the 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