I cast oblivion from my mind’s embrace,
Pushing away from worlds of ghostly mist.
My soul — a vessel where the fires race,
Among the crowds, no idols shall exist.
Conscience has become my sister-blood,
And Death — a careless guide through the unknown.
I know the night will stay in silent flood,
A voiceless scream within my spirit sown...
The burning sky in unrestrained despair
Cuts through my veins with beams of stellar light!
I’ll wait within the blind and hollow snare
For its dark end... ignoring dawn’s first sight!
With lead within my frozen temples cast,
The shores of Love I’ll leave forevermore behind!
I leave my trust embedded in the sands...
That turn the gears of Universal time.
I stay — but steer my ships to the East...
Towards the Truth.
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Truth ships
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