Behold the wretched
The burning black
Here is the eye
Staring back
Look away, young child
Look away for fear
And doubt
Come ever forward
While life retreats
Here on the edge of all things
Backwards though the sky may seem
One must look up
To see the total dream
But flames in the air
And there is an eye
See that I see you
At the turn of the tide
At the end of all things
The burning black
Here is the eye
Staring back
Look away, young child
Look away for fear
And doubt
Come ever forward
While life retreats
Here on the edge of all things
Backwards though the sky may seem
One must look up
To see the total dream
But flames in the air
And there is an eye
See that I see you
At the turn of the tide
At the end of all things


Nice Read!