Despair

Ashes fill his lungs, flesh is peeling away
Severed limbs around, His rage won't let him die.

A mentor turns his back, a brother is laid to rest
A dreamer turns to dust, a lover breaths a final breath.

“I feel my body burning; my soul is split in two
Cut down and left to die, I clutch the earth in mortal terror,
blackened flesh, eviscerated, I choke on ash and curse his name”

Again the black savior arrives, to claim his prize
A tool of destruction too valuable to lose.

Destroy, dehumanize, power, control
An icon of evil, the face of sin.

“I feel my body burning; my soul is split in two
Cut down and left to die, I clutch the earth in mortal terror
blackened flesh, eviscerated, I choke on ash and curse his name”.

It is a grand paradox
he is more machine than man
Enslaved forever inside
this black mechanical prison. In agony
doing the bidding of his foul master.