Valkyria

Where the gliding flame
Swells in the streams of
The effusive lust of hate
Deeper down, I shall drown
In blood, pouring out the hourglass
Of God
As venomous as every breath
Blown out of the lungs
Of completely empty hearted
Humanity, divinity
Feel this
As shivering as the lips
Are frozen shut
And there the sky desires
Few more cold suns
Beyond the worlds edge
At the lines of the past
Paints the real closure to
The land of dead
As the sight will be the last
That I can see
Walk the line straight to my eyes
Fading voices
Infiltrating
As every word
Becomes a lie
My
Valkyria