(no subject)

[dwayne_hoover]

hold for truth
your convictions
your faith for proof
for you swore on salvation through a safe content
why are you trembling then?
we're all trying, all our damndest
not to have to go quite so quickly just yet
faced with terror
we're left searching for the antidote:
the last essence left pure
they've got names for us
they shun us shut ins
but we are crusaders
we are the alchemists
with such conviction
in desperation
such disdain for us,
the impetuous

for we strive to create something beautiful

but we push on
we aren't frightened
we've watched the hordes
flee from the pestilence
that drives us forth
with such compelling force

our first affliction
will leave us starved for more
i yearn to depict this condition in its perfect form

in the face of
such derision
i've found fullfilment
it's a privilege just to capture such an aspect
in disaster we find comfort. it hasn't struck us yet.
suddenly lives turn significant
we forget regret
it's a pity such epiphanies never last

we're slaves to the vessels we're trapped within
our souls thirst for aether our bodies addicted to the oxygen
we're slaves to the vessels we're trapped within
our souls gasp for aether our bodies addicted to oxygen