Snowed In

Last night we broke the threshold
and peeked through the crack in the door.
This morning we felt the new mold
as it slowly built up on the floor.

Last night we laughed like gods on fire,
every single object was there for the taking.
This morning we shade ourselves from the pyre
knowing all the kind words were just sycophants faking.

Last night our lives were sworn away by credo & by word.
We knew absolutely everything; the only way was all the way.
This morning, though, all vision is doubt, everyone is blurred,
and we know damn well we don't know shit, except fear of a new day.

Exascerbate Hate

...first will fall the despots of falsely favored nations
sleeping in peace, waking to obliterations
next will find the middle class succumbing to decrees
finding all new kinds of pain, crawling on their knees...

...and death will be a welcome burden to all of the faithless
clutching straws while losing flaws as fire melts their faces
falling victim to the kingdoms we had left abandoned
knowing only retribution, loading up their cannons...

...burn the pages of the holy books to fight the cold
as sleep becomes a luxury, a pasttime of the old
all the questions fading now and none of them are answered
as boils, locusts, red rivers replace what we called cancer...

...hypocrisy was killing me before this deadly winter
the pain I had to wallow in now no more than a splinter
for our will has taken us down and everyone is screaming
Cerberus slowly salivates, the River Styx is teaming...