The Fall Of Man by Dew-scented
We cannot see through, senses have failed
Between brief moments of light, we are fully lost
Forsaken quest, no destination
Shadows consume our sight, how shall we persevere?
A lure that mirrors our mortal dismay
Promised atonement, an ending in ashes?
Left empty-handed, malicious deceit
One final stare into the face of adversity
The fall of man
Compelled
Forsaken profession of faith
Dividing light away from the darkness
Sanctimonious, venture of decay
Unforgiven in sickening open
Into the end, forwards maze of misery
Inhuman burden, endure everlasting pain
Procrastinating, journey into wastelands
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