Honest and pure hearted
she ruled in these dark days
a gleam of hope for the enslaved
called to soon into the eternal realm
Struggling against the currents
underneath a quiet sea
at the end of the horizon
are the outlines of a ragged shore
As dirges echo in the streets
the funeral march winds through the alleys
the common folk, all dressed in black
deeply mourning, seized with remorse
Abandon hope all ye who enter here!
As I descend the ashes and flames of the circles
they reveal their true size with each step down
I slide through a breach in the walls
to continue my catharsis
to redeem myself
to experience the abysses of humanity
And so I reach the deepest layers
heart’s opened for the purgatory
and as the mind conflates into eternity
I clearly feel that there is no redemption here