A Depth Charge in a Dead Sea

Lost and living, precious things we pay. Limbs you lose along the way. Ashes descending,interred to soil below. Or pulled into the undertow. Build me a mountain, so sweeter be the fall. We’ll meet again soon after all. Build me a mountain,so sweeter be the fall. As twilight comes for us, engage the dying light. And with unbending will, we rage into the night. Left to wander plains without an end. Abandoned was the son. Inquisition to this bastard god. Abandoned was the son. An entreaty to the barren sky, he was heard by none. I must keep drifting forward. into the pale and deep unknown. I must keep drifting forward. To breach the veil and find my home. Home. Forward. Faster to the sun.