seas of desolation

 this world bleeds now,

battered

and in each blade

each surrendering stone

for every creed,

and all 

that's buried beneath

across the seas

of desolation

an immortal dream,

is soaring

in a surprised tribulation

in stillness

i wander

through

this wastelands

fire spirits in my mind, ashes in my hands

 whence, 

free 

from human disposals 

and trivial proposals 

my lady 

in the fog, don't bend your eyes

goblins laughing

holding rifles in stand

my mistress, my damnation

which 

silently came along

 here

hearing the crown 

of our own imagination

along the pier,

are they 

still awaiting

for thee,

at the day 

that never comes?

to a final

redemption

at the edge

of your

own

sublimation

for 

what desolation

fiercely

they now plunder?

- by lightning 

 they'll claim this earth