Here once stood a temple
the columns are all that remain
of an idea
that changes
the more people see it
and when they invade your dreams
to control your future
all you can see
is the ruins
of your past
Here once stood a temple
the columns are all that remain
of an idea
that changes
the more people see it
and when they invade your dreams
to control your future
all you can see
is the ruins
of your past
they came
to consume each other
and their form took shape
to reveal their true intentions
turning to face me
had fear not been my ally
their gaze
would have consumed me
when they move
through the scorching sun
to catch a prey
that cannot see them
because they make no noise
and cast no shadow
the less you see
the more you have
the light that attracts
is the one they search for
they consume the best
leaving the rest
to rot
on sand
they leave no trace
for they are not made
to stand
they can move
through the land
they never quit
their everywhere you go
but you never see them
until
your one of theirs
woven in
to their web of sin
a string of hope
that leads
to them
picking the bones clean
what is left
are the remains
of a victim
unable to save himself
before you realise
that death is fast approaching
time seems to slow down
and all around you
turns to darkness
here you will find peace
playful and curious
loyal and fierce
when they are together
their dominion is all-encompassing