Each bated breath is frozen in time among the frost Beneath the morning star that guides the lost Each star reveals suspended prayers in the names of fallen gods Who’d have us bow to them Each breath an effigy of fears never expelled Hung in the air like shrines to glorify the unknown The gods to which we bow are the ones who already fell Hung by...Learn More

Within the withered womb of all by which I am defined A frail and absent recollection of myself is derived As I am lulled to sleep by the echoes of thought from my hollow insides A once-proud nation reduced to a monolith Where life was once abundant now remains a myth While I struggle to carry forth my legacy I fail to find a reason that I should...Learn More

Rivers are running red With scores of those I’ve led To the place where their lives met their end Never prepared To comprehend the Weight I’d bear The time that I would spare The guilt that We would share Never to know the impact my mistakes would have Over the ones I guided to the promised lands Nеver content to be countеd among their mass To be...Learn More

I am awakened by the rising of my chest As, through no choice of mine, I draw my first breath The air hangs heavy with the woes of those left To bear the consequence of a life spent awaiting death This place seems smaller than I thought it would be Worn at the edges as it wakes from its dream Our gods laid to rest While new imaginings of them...Learn More

Cleansed, the sky’s womb Hangs open, empty and bare Atop the shoulders Of an Earth flooded and without air Like ants, it scatters All of this dead world’s bairn Each still convinced they matter In the arrogance they share Bones lean together Forming monuments to myths Vulgar tributes to the life we lived Before the coming of the abyss Cleansed,...Learn More