Crestfallen

Meandering through this wavering world Robbed of hope, the slow decay Limbs turning to stone While this brute feeds on the soul I can’t escape the ire, Of coincidence, Bringing death, decay, and redemption I can’t escape the ire, Of coincidence, Slaughtering dreams in slow motion Crestfallen eyes are staring into the abyss Down to the eternal fires, hailing true bliss As the ire of fate claims its prey Letting me drift away, on this endless sway With arms ascended heavenwards, I’m ripped apart, getting dragged netherwards Down to the depths of time, Idly waiting to reach the ground Heavy with a radiating heart, I’m ripped apart getting dragged netherwards Down to the depths of time Brute, behold I won’t let your malign fires reign One last battle, ‘Til my flesh is ready to be claimed Yet I sense defeat, Rotten by squished cells of deceit Drowning in numbing heat As I’m drifting Into endless dreams