Like a thief in the night
The victim is always you,
The victim can only be you.
Lurk…
Always three steps behind
Aim, steady and true,
Before you know it, you’re through.
Blood…
All that remains
River of life running cold
Nothing left to behold
Bones…
From dust to dust
Your fate was always foretold
No future left to unfold
Nothing but a flicker
In the grand scheme of things
Pile on the myths
To counter the sting
Of a worthless existence
With too much misery
To realize the beauty
That’s so hard to see
For the short time we’re here
Must put beliefs aside
To see the natural beauty
Right before our eyes
And love it for all that
It’s worth while we’re here
And not confuse beauty
For reverence and fear
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