Paths To Damnation

Paths To Damnation

Must we sail this river of salvation
Or is there more,
Desclaiming essence dissipates the flow,
I will not follow
As you walk blindly into this river
And drown in your own life fluid.

Our time is but short for we have not aeons,
mothers wheels turn slower,
The embers no longer burn as bright,
I kiss the feeble ground and awake
To its every prominent mortality.

The horizons reveals to me alone
A vast shadow, a storm of blackness,
A prophisised deity here to lure
Us unto eternal damnation
Or fulfillment and bliss.

A last breath of foul air
And a taste of life's never ending biterness,
I embrace the burning wind with open arms
And turn my back, I now roam free of mind and will,
I shed not one glistening tear
But pity you blind faith
For it will crush you.