To forget the memories that keep us alive
as fast as the moment takes us I think of you
How transient the present becomes as life slips away
wishing I could do more I remain helpless looking through the mist of time
I remember what to do...

A stranger
who you used to know.

If I looked after the earth,
I'd burn it in passionate flames.
Bones inherit the soil,
not left a soul to claim.

The scent of rotting flesh,
brings essence to the finish
Life becomes extinct --
& so has the world within it.

Rich in confinement,
I slowly grow deranged.
Soon am I to join them,
hearken shrieks of the claimed.

My name is a song to them,
lost to genocide's insanity.
The voices in my head would claim;
"This is your new reality."

The grand rite performed,
& all has been fore-said.
I am to dine and dance --
with the souls of the dead.