Chaos Infinitum

Sorrow’s symphony sings a circle round.
Casual cacophony, in darkness, surround.
Is that you quietly weeping amongst the withered grass?
Singing sweet sorrows at this funeral mass?
Requiem for innocence.
Requiem for youth.
Requiem for happiness.
Requiem for truth.
Requiem in this circle bound.
Round and round into the dark surround?
A trinity of infinity…locked inside this tomb.
As Chaos Infinitum swirls the circle everlast.
Swirling in depths of present and past.
The future is dead…chaos presents.
Same old songs, same droll laments…
To this circle and in this tomb…
Chaos Infinitum as in the shadows loom…
Sweet whispers of yesterdays and nothing to come…
A formidible vortex sealing this fate
A whirlling blade which I, alone, create
Locking me safely and quietly inside
Until that day I shall wish to ride
The spinning and spurring toward things to come
And out of this stasis…
Chaos Infinitum

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