Longing for the way out

To bathe in the blinding light

Golden fields Wither

To dust under my steps

Through these endless catacombs of life

Do I wander do I stride

Silently leaping into the nothingness

Sheltered within myself

Desert of desolation

Barren land all I can see

Throw sand into my eyes

And I'll rinse them with knowledge

Rain of grieving angels

Awakens the sleeping life

In a Mirage the glare of GOD

On stony steps I breathe suffering

Ascending from the sin of convention

Rising

Breathing the pain

Climbing and fighting

For the highest gain