If only to bless this place
this is why on earth I stay
it matters not my inner death again
as I am already dead anyway

Calling on my numbers
singing songs to my heaven
breaking ground profound
hunting for the killer trees

The ports are full of visitors from distant lands
some are from even fleet command
do I give them a rendition
of my sweet transitions

Should I show all my banners
say mental metal, medal
should I say I have been a good boy
and hope they go away

Let the glorious few dance
in their dark romance
let them hide me fast
and hold sweet their resolve


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris