A camouflaged mind, hiding from yourself,
In the quest of hunting down shadows
For, you see it only under the sun’s warmth,
The very truth that sank in your shallows
The skies scorched, bringing down violent streaks
A sign of anger, mourning the loss of compassion
You marched on corpses, with your spear held high
With glory, to rebuild the legendary contraption
Pendulums and sand clocks vigorously gain pace
Greedily running out of minutes to ring
Kicking your spurs harder, in the frosty rain
Brandishing petty victories and loud anthems to sing
A bait, gleaming at the end of the tunnel
Leading only to a colossal ruin
You were dying to race ahead to doom
The bloodthirsty bats flew in.
In the quest of hunting down shadows
For, you see it only under the sun’s warmth,
The very truth that sank in your shallows
The skies scorched, bringing down violent streaks
A sign of anger, mourning the loss of compassion
You marched on corpses, with your spear held high
With glory, to rebuild the legendary contraption
Pendulums and sand clocks vigorously gain pace
Greedily running out of minutes to ring
Kicking your spurs harder, in the frosty rain
Brandishing petty victories and loud anthems to sing
A bait, gleaming at the end of the tunnel
Leading only to a colossal ruin
You were dying to race ahead to doom
The bloodthirsty bats flew in.
ya know why?- cos i love the way ya dive into darkness and hitherto unknown depths, ya really must be a don of the dark undeworld to write about experiences in the underworld..
a bait gleaming at the end of the tunnel- to me, the gleam is tat of the cross on ya coffin- yeveryone's dyin to get there, and literally dying when they get there..
The mind is always hiding from the self, its devious ways never shinin bright, its only in darkness tat ya discover the truth- lurvv tat concept man..
i mean i think only wen ya're on teh verge of doom n despair, like in horrible sadness or on a fukn bad trip or while mourning the loss of someone or in a terrible accident, do ya realise the sinking truth :)
fukn wel liked it man- tainted is what we are, even the purest priest purifies himself in putridity :)
:)