Plateau

On bloodied knees, awaiting arrival of a dream.
Indoctrinated.
Fall in line with a cult of whores.
All life’s chances have faded.
Winchester doors.
Dead end, sweeping water.
Lifelong hallucination handed down from your father.
Dead fucking end.
Stay busy sweeping water.
Lifelong deception handed down from your father.
Rising from their knees.
Awaiting.
Hold your breath.
The rise of a fallen star won’t come.
Serpent is begging us to sing his song.
They stand on shoulders, we’re growing colder.
Witness the myth to become dead and gone.