Rishloo Zdzislaw
I've crawled this corridor once before
to the shadows where it ends
Peeled back all of the paper doors
to remind me where I've been
Seeds to be sown,
who would've known
The balance fractured
this far in
who left this
way open?
Unguarded
paths chosen
all guilty
they stand in judgment of,
those who would travel and
all are guilty
to swing the pendulum,
to eat the temporal
they all know harvest time is coming soon
I hold a fragile light
before faces stone ascend
Luminous for what it's worth
in an amber ragged mist
I left this
way open
I wanted
paths chosen
all guilty
they stand in judgment of,
those who would travel and
all are guilty
to swing the pendulum,
to eat the temporal
we all know harvest time is coming soon
Listen spoke in broken words
To those who would try to hide
Beckoning the Earth to draw you nigh
Make your vendetta of the ground,
sundered ground lover
All opposing gravity rise, rise, rise, rise
