Further into the abyss you come to a place of rest
And when you've reached the door you open it to fall
Deep down deep where rivers no longer flood
Because lack is in abundance and the parched dwell as dust
Fire consumes the land for even the sky is red
Buildings turn black as ash forms their shapes
Burt beyond repair, the world is full of crawling things
Benevolent creatures, angels, monsters and demons
So much is happening yet one lives there all alone
Crawling through the trash to make an existence
A garbage heap for a home
Dig out a hole in the ground to escape the smoke
Bombs fall and their craters become dungeons
Burning alive their victims are my martyrs
Lost souls that were caught in a war they didn't start
This is only a glimpse of the inner world that exists,
So far below the world of flesh
My soul is in the room right next door
Streetlights flicker but give no light
The wind blows hot as no relief is in sight
Starving for affection and God knows what else
Praying that in the end it would just all go dark
That's when the dogs come out to prowl
Seeking to devour they roar like hungry lions
Chasing the one made of flesh
They only one they could find
Hiding in the shield of a faceless warrior
And seeking council from a prophet who only sees the forgotten
Fountains taste of rust for it is blood in the pipes
This is not a place for a child to grow up
Reality sinks in and the thought begins to arise
That this is home for a boy
Built to run the gears of a complex gene sequence
The outer workings move to the beat of his drums
His cries ring in the ears of the man on the outside
How can there be any hope when the last glimmer was lost
Chard to embers that loft in a breeze that blows past forever
Even the ship of escape has no sail and no rudder
And how ironic for the lost boy never had a swimming lesson
He's already drowned in the sorrow of broken hearts
Mended with steel they will never open again
My inner reality is a land set aflame
Blackened beyond recognition this city has been condemned
So come and take my hand and prepare yourself
This will be a journey to a place you'll never forget
A land that once you visit will crawl inside your skin
And never leave the fortress of your memory
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
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