Turn on the Darkness

The winters grieve evenly

Flickering moments engage our senses

Slowly trembling and venting

They won't take notice

Dragging feet. Will time notice me?

We turn out backs on ourselves

Nothing in sight

The Sighting:

I see a flame erupt in the distance

The charted course towards my direction

A wealth of moving light, they now seek my disguise

Legs soon crack as they stand above/below

The Exchange:

"Where do you drift from sir?

This land is for those who have lost

Our humanity has passed its course

we roam with all that’s left"

I come from a movable past

A distant future is in my grasp

You all will survive this fate

Trust the man you gaze

Take me with your flames

Darkness

Show the brighter way

Hopeless

Take in all. Sit with our teachings

Above. Below

Take in all

Above. Below

Sit with our teachings

Dream tonight to push us forward

Black ash improves me. Dark skies are hollow.

Above. Below

Take in all

Above. Below

Sit with our teachings

Dream tonight to push us forward

Black ash improves me

Can't look past the damage to this life

Dark skies are hollow

Can't look past the damage to this life

The Torchbearer:

"Welcome to our journey. Please walk with me

I'll put your mind at ease

Our breath disrupts their flames

We walk through their walls

Life exists apart from this."

The lone world drifts on and on

In the distant light modern man awaits

Dripping jaw accept our twisted travel

Lose focus

Screaming grins howl loud from high

a gritty focus gripped

We turn our backs on ourselves

Nothing is sight

We turn our backs on ourselves

They won't take notice