Pick through the night
sky, pearls and foreign
isles of fire

I find myself
dissecting my own bones
what constellation am I?
The loser?
The gambler?

Any goal gathers
distance when acquainted
with doubt
will my doubt
prove false?
will my doubts
spring as nail
from a lion of nails?
I have a tendency
to exaggerate
to feel safe
when in fact
I only persist
in delusion

Must we suffer to uphold?
Must we die to please?
Must we do what we are blindly told?
Must we fall into the greedy Abyss?

For all the Covenants man had made
A broken race we have been
A swirling mass of ink destined to fade
For we follow Prophets of Chaos within

Must the world die with us?
Must it slowly rot with each torn flesh?
Must we burn all innocents for GODS?
And how She wept as old wars open bitter scars

For all the Wills and Whims of ALLAH and GOD,
Nameless beings capable of terror
In their name, we shed people's BLOOD
In these covenants, we still  worship human ERROR

So here is a question why,
For all the good things we are
Of love, compassion beauty and dreams that fly
Must we spill another innocent blood in the name of a nameless Avatar?