I build my kingdom
Out of all of these mistakes
I steel my nerves for
The coming of day
All these reserves for
The war that approaches
The shadow encroaches
The emptiness is inside
Black bile on blue stones
Dissolving this chaos
Swirling colors become
Such unnerving tones
I cross my fingers
And hope for a tomb
My name there lingers
Lighting a future fuse
Hit those knees
And rise with fleas
I steady my hands for
The falling of night
All these verses for
The heat that erases
The evaporation
Of the space that lies between
Syncing these synthetic rhythms
An insect song resounding
Circadian, in depths implicit
Places within that I have never been
Spinning webs
Lines for questing
Setting out for
The coming journey
Weave a mystery for me
Leave some hope against my skin
Bullet points of warmth
Memories of sweeter sin
All these empty words for
A love so effortless
If I could only
Erase this distance
Ready the blade for
Quenching, scorching, molten
A heat like never before
The coming of war
Burst these tired seams
Stretched farther
In telltale whispers
With lips discreet
Surrendering the crown
Leave me sundered
Sordid and deep underneath
With sweat so sweet to taste
All these nights for
The taking
The siege, embracing
Don't leave me waiting
At the Gates
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