It’s a blinding, pervasive light
Today the sunrise is vermillion
I will drink the tears of the stars
Fill me with flames, shortcircuit my neurons
I probe the intangible spectra
Whisper truths to the ones who can’t speak
Climb out from the stifling void
Emerge the rising sons of neptune
But the path is perilous
Beware the siren’s call, it churns and swells
A respite to distract from the trail, but
The nepenthe
It kills
Cast it aside
It allures, but the concoction is sinister
You shall not trespass at the gates of gods
Avert our wanton eyes, preclude our inquiries
With hollow stimulation and promises of eternity
Reject the nepenthe
Follow the serpentine vermillion to the brink of existence
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