The Yearning

There is nothing here
It is as crystal clear as the purest of waters
Yet the constant awareness never fails
To enfeeble me

In the end, death unites us
In the end, all are alone
I gather my strength
Tear flesh from bone
In the end, death unites us
In the end, all are alone
I gather my strength
Tear flesh from bone

One cannot fathom the horrors that await
Omnipresent
The overwhelming magnitude of the curses that were granted

A coliseum of ruthless visages
A circus of heartless schadenfreude

The glass that is my ebullience splinters
Its shards tear my skin apart
Bleed out the dross, but never cease
Never cease

In the end, death unites us
In the end, all are alone
I gather my strength
Tear flesh from bone
In the end, death unites us
In the end, all are alone
I gather my strength
Tear flesh from bone



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Ott
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