Enigmatic

Moderate the one you cannot control, having nothing to depend upon
Await the source of knowledge
That you can not find
Cyclical nature of your own existence
Your arrogance is blinding

Falling into nothing
You must open your eyes
But never will you see
What is hiding in front of you

My hand has been forced into wrecking life just for you
The Universe was created for your disposal
Destroy that which is clean
And become nothing more than you were before
Never to know what is your motivation

Beneath the surface of your tenacious compliance
That which keeps one foot in front of the other

The knowledge that somewhere an as yet unreached reality glows
Shedding a radiance
So absolute it boggles the mind with futility
Exaltation, and the ever present hint of an
Intangible fortress, inside which you slowly starve



Credits
Writer(s): Russell Carroll Hollar
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