Take a trip take a ride
Through Darktown don't be shy
Gather by the clocktower take your seats
Glad you're here it's for keeps
Festering wounds from years gone by
Toxic waste you buried inside
In Darktown

Take a turn step on down
Through an alleyway you'll find
By the backstreet trash resides
The underworld you tried to hide
And from a dark corner where walls loom high
You'll hear the sound of a small child's cry
In Darktown

Legions of hate schools of fear
Proudly accomplished their mission here
A hidden agenda behind the eyes
For the gifted ones they most despised
They couldn't do it in the X-rated world
But presided over the boys and girls
In Darktown

It's all on camera it's all on film
On the couch in the shower
The stains are there still
Drink to the ones who dished out the marks
Rabid animals right from the start
It's happy hour shut the beasts away
Come along children it's time to play

...

Pt. I: Staring Into The Void

Staring into the void

This impenetrable fortress

Of solitude forged

With defences rarely breached

Buried by time and dust

The vault long since sealed

Sailing blindly into the storm

Rudderless, dashed into the depths

Of the oceans endless gaping maw

Each gasping, hurried breath may be

The last grasp of a life quickly slipping

Further out of reach...

Amidst the murky cold starkness

All of time and space stand still

There is a peace in this nothingness

Until…

The ever quaking ache of waking up

To the breaking dawns pervasive rays

And so begins another weary day

Where trepidation pulls tightly upon the reigns

The haggard, weathered face is breaking up

Every frown a jagged crown of thorns on display

And sobered by the cold light of the morning haze

The creeping apprehension overtakes

All grandiloquence now dulled

As the swirling madness grows

Uncrowned and dethroned

Plummeting further into the vast unknown

A sunken vessel wreck

Found its final place of rest

Stranded and alone

This ransacked treasure trove

Deeper, deeper, deeper down…

Pt. II: The View From Here

Deep, silent, complete

Unlocked and finally free

Rid of self, all emotions healed

Until I surface, again, then breathe

Upon the highest point

Overlooking the vast majestic scene

Surveying the view from here

Such endless beauty

Untamed nature at its primal peak

Transfixed by the endless zaffre seas

The sudden rush of endorphins

A wave of madness forming

To drown out every memory remaining

Blinded in a moment of pure rage

An unthinking, reactionary state

The panic itching to escape...

Pt. III: The Great Unravelling Entropy

Uncaring, the world goes on

Then, now and forever

The page must always turn

Each new story builds intrigue

Text becomes faded and illegible

The notes in the margins smeared

Flicking through nearing the end

Reaching empty chapters

The culmination still unpenned

Each blank, unwritten verse may be

The last glance at a future quickly slipping

Forever out of reach...

The lone voice in the darkness

A cold, phlegmatic speech

Warned the struggle would prove fruitless

The internal ennui…

Succumbing to the truth our time is nearly up

The refulgence in the sky, an undeniable blaze

Trembling below we shuffle on in our malaise

No longer blind to our inevitable fiery fate

This bedraggled flesh prison is seizing up

Counting down the slipping seconds of every day

Humbled by the final morningrise we face

The end of our tale together, rewind and erase...

All magnificence now dulled

As the universe slowly unfolds

Unwound and outgrown

Plummeting further into the vast unknown

This sunken, broken husk

Will return to scattered stardust

A mere speck in the spectrum

Insignificant all we’ve loved and loathed

Deeper, bleaker, weaker now…

The breaking point

A hot white flash sets the scene

For the great unravelling entropy

The end of beauty

As it all begins to fade to grey

Mourning those long gone zaffre seas...