At The Gates Of Perception by Omnicide
Would you endure a lifetime full of demons
for one angel's sake? Would you devour a saint?
to preserve a fair world full of guilt?
to create something pristine, would you bear horrors
maddening?
Standing at the gates of perception � the questions
erupt from within:
The answers unheard a flood of words from the nescience
spring
what is truth?
What is good?
Is there a hell?
How to tell?
... a flood of words so unstoppable as if it burst from
1:7,11.
Each spawning infinite considerations,
each bearing a measured choice,
each raising the agony of decision.
Gruelling lies the fact that every singular
choice embraced leaves a thousand of its kind to die
miserable, their swansong softly howling through cold
nights,
a faint �Nevermore� before passing into silence.
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