Sunday, February 25, 2007

Helios

Dragging my body through the thicket
Covered in my blood I follow through
Joy of a closing abolition
I only need to touch the surface
Over the hill I see my end
My goal cries for domination
Personal conscience is deeply suppressed
Only my fortune lies in atonement
A light shineth over my complexion
The torch of the room giveth comfort
I peak towards the image
Meditation passes over my frame
Shouting indiscriminately in the smoke
Lungs filled with sweet intoxication
I walk about across the room
My soul friend envelopes me
The feminine spirit drains my agony
Whispers of love invigorate the senses
Laying on my spine
Blood dripping from my mouth
A descent of light poureth on me
But the torch is no more
I am enlightened

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