Shattered by the sky all around us. Hopelessly drowning within this ocean of blood Corpses passing by ever slowly Wanderers from another time Or perhaps seekers of another life What one does not know is what one cannot know For it is shame that wills us onwards towards this distant goal For it is shame indeed, which binds us to the dawn.....

To be a father worthy of his child.... To teach, and appreciate such things indescribable Who would I have to become, to be such a man? To be praised as a parent, and yet remain a foolish child at heart.... Where will my mistakes arise in such a situation? Will I be good enough..... Good enough to please the foolish child I raise?

A new dawn A time of desperation A time of longing A place of peace Temporary.... Misguided and confused Crawling to safety untouched...

Shadows of doubt ever lingering beneath the skin Porous and corrupted by the true nature of a beast Left only to howl towards the distant moon that beckons you to home The shadows of doubt consume everything once again... Welcome back to the darkness dear friends.

Resilience held within the weakened confines of reality, ever the wasteful we have become and yet the scourge of our own self serving nature prospers still. Preserve, protect, and defile. That is what we do.

Dead things They lay around me Always crowding my domain Holding me back Tearing me apart Wondering why I'm alive These dead things Everywhere....

The simple minded ideas of man The wasteful heart of mortals The essence of truth The burden of time The weakened heart ever gasping for breath Cry evermore dear friend My self-degrading half.

Again you speak to me through the silence Again you see me through the flame Again you appeal to me through the sharpened blade Again I suffer.

It's time I tell you the truth... It's time you listen...

Is it you again? Coming back to haunt my grave... To desecrate me once again... Is it you again? You who is blind to reality You who knows nothing of truth You.