The Afterworld

The human experience

You seek to destroy me

With this object 

This ball of fire

It shall pass into this heart 

Destroying my soul 

For I am here 

Amongst the dead

Walking through the cemetery

With the zombies of time

Immeasurably behind me

The ghosts in front

In the second line the spirits 

In the third line the ghouls 

Walking towards the moat

Across the bridge

Into the castle

The battle has begun

Throats destroyed by spikes 

On chain balls

For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them 

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On this night you the slaughtered

Rise up towards the light 

Your body on fire 

As your soul burns 

In this moment 

Where you seek my heartbeat

But there is none

Stolen by the gouls

You are still 

In this the afterworld 

You, the dead 

Thou shalt not let live 

This planet doomed 

Thy masters are blood hungry 

For revenge and for the blood 

Of your children 

There was a nucleus, a centre 

A core, now not a heartbeat 

In this the afterworld 

A silence - 

For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them: Psalm 54:3