04-08-2016, 09:04 AM
we came so far
on the escalating upwards crescendo
of spent fantasies
inscribed with neon runes
grinding to a halt
that night when the horsemen
came, in the bedrooms
locked behind doors of dreams become
some other man's sweaty desire --
violence and rage.
we fell into tomorrow.
corpses of black twisted metal
and vaporized metropolises sing
from their grave. calls out
for reclamation. we are
riding on the back
of a leper leading us to an
event horizon, the moment
of becoming; a phoenix
to rise and fulfill destiny.
on the escalating upwards crescendo
of spent fantasies
inscribed with neon runes
grinding to a halt
that night when the horsemen
came, in the bedrooms
locked behind doors of dreams become
some other man's sweaty desire --
violence and rage.
we fell into tomorrow.
corpses of black twisted metal
and vaporized metropolises sing
from their grave. calls out
for reclamation. we are
riding on the back
of a leper leading us to an
event horizon, the moment
of becoming; a phoenix
to rise and fulfill destiny.