Geryon – See Extinguished the Sight of Everything but the Monster
Carry on, and avoid the pains
Of looking inward and seeing how I've been obtained
Carry on, and cherish this power,
These remnants of pride that have remained
To know whom I belong to
Is to know what moves my hand
I have taken a high seat
Among the devils of the land
Thus I spake:
If not me, who then?
If not me, how then?
So it must be.
So it will be.
Beyond the bounds of permitted aspirations
History claws upward
Below the ringing of noble discourse
Fate devours the world
And so, pattern and plague,
It claws through me
And so shapes the reach
Of my dreams
So it will be
So it has always been
I have gone into the lands of torment
And within the pale of exclusion
I held a banquet
For the elevation of the self
Hells exposed and tamed
Into hierarchies of fear
Accepted
I create distance and division
Pardoned
I am cloaked by circumstance
Esquired
I give in and let go