What was
Beheld with loving joy
Has ever slightly and calmly diminished

All time is savagely disemboweled
Reduced to a sliver
By the scowl
Of lumbering mortality

And still the blades
Of the dauntless living
Cleave through to eternity
To defiantly remain

Cutting down the terror
Of timeless adversaries
With immense prestige
And intrepid elegance

In the early hours
I caved to the horror
Grief stricken and morose
Enamored by vice and song

Yet i steamroll forth
For the solid bond of kinship
The fierce rival of tribulation
Luminous
Through the depths
Of brooding eternity

I say
Let turbulent hours
Foolishly wash ashore
So they may know the scorn of vendetta
The full weight of my scalding wrath