Into Thin Air

My dreams taunt as my body faces defeat

I wish to discard it, become the elite

My only feeling is the pressure in my head

Of a dream that’s starving, that needs to be fed

A white demon, an abyss for its eyes

Hooks into my skin and tears my disguise

I have no vision save the sight of my home

Among the corpses, in the white foam

Further and further, I move through the sleet

All with my limbs, falling to my feet

My body a vessel, divest to the bone,

My fate a fury, written in stone

Like a bell ringing in my head

The less I find air, the deeper I tread

A single drop of this feverish lust

My only drive as I turn into rust

All for the motion, all for the soul

I’ve lost myself and found but a role

In my last step, no words to be said

We are eternal, but long since dead