Into your embrace I willingly submit
Will against strength I no longer pit
The candle of guidance remains unlit
In the encompassing darkness I sit.

Truth, light and ressurection
An unholy trinity of fiction
Brainless, blind and mass addiction
True trinity of depiction.

My assumed insignificance
Is based upon factual relevance
My worship of dark reverance
Is based upon utter compliance.

I pity those who toil in strife
Reliant upon eternal afterlife
Succor from denial's knife
Total annihilation rife.

Life within this darkest mood
Is fed and nurtured, thus embued
Revelation translated and enthused
Another belief left battered and bruised.

Furtherance of fear and dread
This pathway down which I'm lead
Adorned with the remains of the dead
In the footsteps of others I wearily tread.

I know not where this pathway leads
I know not why the darkness bleeds
I know not why these wants and needs
I know not where this life succeeds.