Death Pilgrim

Descending down the crater of finitude

Stay in motion to quench not before it is time

I tore out my heart I would have had to delude

To grow my wish, grow longing for the dying chime

The palled world of the living is a vanishing light

That in darkness shall no longer blind me

I entered into silence to escape from the tide

Desire shall no more belie me

Walking, I vent my spirit to shrink thinner

Becoming vacuity, be flooded with fatigue

Arms widespread before the gates of the orcus

But where nothing should be, therefrom now soars a reek

The stench of survival

Requickens my pain

I ventured the hubris

To call death my friend

Bestowed my submission

To anticipate the end

I was abandoned by life and betrayed by the dead

The peace of the graves has concealed all the dread

Shoals of drones eating the past

My wish was to die, but death wants me to last

Hunt down the deceased

Wrath blasts the shell of patience

Unmasks a grim that has ripped in despair

Now, beyond the realms of nowhere

Comes to appear what has always been there

One moment in eternity

Holding hands with the damned

In the vent of hell

Where death and God do not dwell

I ventured the hubris

To call death my friend

Bestowed my submission

To anticipate the end

I was abandoned by life and betrayed by the dead

The peace of the graves has concealed all the dread

Shoals of drones eating the past

My wish was to die, but death wants me to last

The stench of survival

Requickens my pain

No peace for a guilty soul

Where death and God do not dwell