Awakening

We are all withered away in this suffered position

with the choke of the truth

the long unseen, the short believed

if this is enough I'll distance my hands

from heavens touch

I cannot believe my eyes are seeing

the breach of ours undone

because the road to hell has become far to long

March through the darkest light

destroy everything in sight

to the bane of our being

all eyes open the awakening

Decide now if you want in wrong

a shallowing grin is sure to become;

lies that shift the storm

become blankets to man well worn

ripe with stench and rot

feeling the burst, awaken with pain

with all to the wayside now

we are destined to be below the freeze

Now that these pages turn

there is nothing but regrets gone distant

so now that these pages burn

it's one more thing that I won't regret