The soul: burned, hard, cracked,

A take on these events was reality perceived through

Slashes of hate, on repeat

They brought it in from spoken stares,

Treachery, black controls

The unified sun binds the other distant souls



The second wave will break the barrier

Sent to weigh humanity

Bind the axis; it's numbing

Forever to seal my own horror

The flash of burning points then will start to guarantee

Forgotten by illumination, darkness is all there is



Beckon, come, defy your fears,

And dare you tread this burning ground

Unleashed in a livid sun, step into my oblivion

Come and walk, don't stand around, for fear you stand, it's nothingness

Unleash a fitted sun, stepping to oblivion



Cunning, come into the vortex and comprehend,

Extending their twisted eyes

My own mind heights are in his fears,

My instinct continues to scan

Now to the fired disgust as seen by all these American dates,

And less this sonnet disgraced forever, bound to break



Binds the words while ridiculed and chained, strapped, embarrassed, bound,

Repelled by narrow minded ways,

Extending the path from human ground

Humiliation flags the seed of apprehension blamed,

With the pitch black streaks, to call a shade of my every day



Beckon, come and face your fears, and dare will you tread this burning ground

Bask in the light of a mocking sun, step into my oblivion

Come and walk, don't stand around, for fear you stand, it's nothingness

Unleash a fitted sun, stepping to oblivion