I wade into the waters Of the effervescent night Consumed by the elation In the presence of their might I watch as they walk And they gleam Giants of the stars Wading through the stream May this night never end Of my dream to continue Where I look upon gods To see things I never knew The water ripples And I awake Tears dripping down my face As I shiver from the quake Take me back To the place of power Where things are simple Where the great ones tower To be in their gaze Standing beneath Washing away the sickness They bring me strength But tis only a dream A place I will not see Until my body is warn And my spirit is free For now there is the memory Of a place behind a star Thronged by things hidden Waiting for me from afar I writhe in this shell Knowing what awaits Mind filled with fear As the dream dissipates There is only an inkling A looming shadow Of something forgotten A resonating hollow When I die Sometime, someway There is a burst of energy Coming to take me away As I surge through the darkness Awash in agony and horror My mind recalls That I should not feel terror For this is the place of giants As far as I can see The thing in my dreams Was the reflection of me I wade into the waters Of the effervescent night Consumed by the elation Of the reclamation of my might
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
THE MAD BARRON
The Source Of The Metal |