Sunday, July 29, 2012

Echelon Dust

Ascending towards an ever unknown
Withering glory, timelessly flown
He hears the sky burst into tears
Lifeless void surrounds to applause
As he wears the last king's crown

Reaching forward, eyes moist with
Rusted blood , those insatiable tears
Of the thousands souls fallen
He has none but himself to fear
A shaded grey path , crystal clear

Crawling his body above the stairs
Reaching for oceans of redemption
Is this how it ends ? Is this how it was started ?
Are we still inside the forgone inception ?

Skies turned violet and carmine,
At the top of a shapeless mountain
He stood there with a forlorn smile
Looking high above for a while

Waiting for an answer,
Looking for a clue
But the questions were a deep cancer
Diminishing his breathe in every view

Shimmering light from the sky calls for his soul
He falls for the warp inside
"Please take me away to the blackhole"
He cried,
"And take me to the other side"

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