Of Clouds And Past

Had i the strength

I would grind down the sun

To powder, to ash,

To a burnt, empty shell

Spread its debris

To the depths of the sea

So that, in time..

Twould forget how to burn.

So i gather these wings

About me in triumph

And soar through dark heavens

In a shallow delight

And im purest comtempt

For this darkness i'd birthed

With wits full of daggers

Id set loose a smile.

And oh, how they'd mourn

For the sunlight they'd worshipped

And bow to return it

To its previous light

But the sun it hath drowned

Neath the coasts of my home

Where its body lies dreaming

Unseen and alone.

Curse everything

To the abyss of my mind

So i shant be alone

In this infernal darkness....