Preludes to the Heavens

Beastly burdens of the underworld conjure up preludes to the heavens. Half earth, half world of fire, there is a resistance whitin a mystic band. Concluded in this realm of secrets is the destroyer of spirit and mind. Holistic crystals melt into man's flesh to build up layers of concrete jungle. Feverish moons transform iconic veins; thus, bring about an epiphany. Rustic beings sever ties with steamy waters. For the conception of icy tears wreaks havoc within the lion's soul. Shivering inside this bloody pool are convalescent flames which cause blisters on the veins of the maple leaf. I am surrounded by your isotopes; yet your reflection rots within me. Half awake, half asleep, I am stuck between the worlds of the physical and spirit planes; thus, wander the earth to bring about change in the lives of the living loved ones I left behind. My footprints can be traced by the physical touch of my energy. Steel minds become the boiler, but i will remain the understudy to the Lord.