Submissive and afraid he kneels as the weeping willows guide his breath to the gallows
Restless lungs crave to win the fight against the strength of unforgiving branches
Where intellectual abilities fail to ignore incoming signals of a scenery of bloodshed
The horror of this endgame: remorseless captured in agonized eyes
On a pile of skulls he mounts towards his hanging and away of a life where meaning lost its meaning
This departure is considered a gift
For its descendants have forgotten about their father
His long lost legacy, a vague reminiscence of a life he never knew
Captivity, dejection and an everlasting longing are his serving executioners -relentless and vile
Breathing the symptoms of a prisoner of war he craves for freedom and thus for death
Messengers of the holy falsehood herald sacred sins
Antinomies have dictated his losses, as well as his future -now to end
Grand and proud he wears the knot
While ignorance about what's to come reigns terror and solicitude
Targeting his hopes to a better existence
To a world in which the bound and gagged revive
Still repulsed by sounds of warfare-stunned and deafened
Still fighting haunting images of fallen companions
He perceives solid ground and the ability to breath
Awakened, yet cold
Wandering in the undiscovered
Awakened, with sharpened senses
Arising, seeking potential in the afterlife
Embraced by solitude and panic and by restlessness and doubt
Sinister shapes lure and sneak upon this newborn flesh
To devour the hunted in its whole
Submissive and afraid he kneeled as the weeping willows have guided his breath to the gallows
Restless lungs craved to win the fight against the strength of unforgiving branches
All in vain
Now crawling and creeping through the afterlife
As keeper of thoughts
He slays and he eats the victimized minds
As he guards the enigma of the infinite
The best kept secret
Plaguing mankind
For dead tongues tell no secrets