The soul: burned, hard, cracked,
A take on these events was reality perceived through
Slashes of hate, on repeat
They brought it in from spoken stares,
Treachery, black controls
The unified sun binds the other distant souls
The second wave will break the barrier
Sent to weigh humanity
Bind the axis; it's numbing
Forever to seal my own horror
The flash of burning points then will start to guarantee
Forgotten by illumination, darkness is all there is
Beckon, come, defy your fears,
And dare you tread this burning ground
Unleashed in a livid sun, step into my oblivion
Come and walk, don't stand around, for fear you stand, it's nothingness
Unleash a fitted sun, stepping to oblivion
Cunning, come into the vortex and comprehend,
Extending their twisted eyes
My own mind heights are in his fears,
My instinct continues to scan
Now to the fired disgust as seen by all these American dates,
And less this sonnet disgraced forever, bound to break
Binds the words while ridiculed and chained, strapped, embarrassed, bound,
Repelled by narrow minded ways,
Extending the path from human ground
Humiliation flags the seed of apprehension blamed,
With the pitch black streaks, to call a shade of my every day
Beckon, come and face your fears, and dare will you tread this burning ground
Bask in the light of a mocking sun, step into my oblivion
Come and walk, don't stand around, for fear you stand, it's nothingness
Unleash a fitted sun, stepping to oblivion
