Looking in
from the outside,
of the middle,
of the in-between.
The ocean,
the horizon,
the mountain,
the endless reams
of fire,
ice and iron,
consecration
of an epilogue.
This is over,
just beginning,
think its wonder,
or an inescapable
drug.
Hold on tight,
we’re gonna get down to
the essence of it, now.
That special place,
kept so well hidden,
never pointed out.
This is the end
of all your beginnings;
your execution, now.
Click to get your winnings,
but it’s just
another big let down.
I bet you thought
we were here
saving souls.
Turns out you’re gonna
have to save your own.
Run a million miles
and separate
from all that you have known
this is a holocaust
that never will see
the light of stars come close.
This is how space and time unfold.
This is reality exposed.
This is the world inside
the place you hide
your bruised and wounded soul.
This is the healing call,
the graceful fall,
the love you’re looking for.
Its been here the whole time
between your mind
and the immaculate unknown.
Set you free
only to find
that there are hunters
in the treeline.
Stay alive.
Stay alive.
Stay alive.
With all your might.
Stay alive.
It’s almost time.
-HG
