There…
Always a grave for which to stand on...

“Live to die”, that is our...
The phalanx moves, lured by the horn of war...

A fever creeps, and with its heat my lust is...
Nearly breathless I walk, working thoughts...

As monumental my success, I am dead. The world...
I’m a gladiator of terms, crawling...

My world sleeps in some weird twilight, leaving me...
I am not without a bright side, but...

The weird takes over
And when I wake and look around it s not the same...

I feel that I am married to these words by memory...
(When I unfold the sky embraces me, bringing with...

I have crowded upon thine city, marching your dead...
Therein has left my gravity and consciousness...

I wonder after these versus, versus of attitude...
The darkness and the light, my confliction and now...

Part 1
I moved with contested mirth through the audience...

I hear the void where others cannot. My humor is a...

Sworn to avarice through such devilish means, I...
I saw the Archers stiffen as they came to...