The candle shows signs of hope ;
A flame to burn for me.
Lost in the dead sea of ether ;
All hope vanishes to infinity.
Dead and dead again, back from the dead
To live again.
My past etches in my brain ;
A billion upon a billion lives ;
Those I’ve lived, all those I’ve died.
Bursting in one final thrust to live ;
Into ashes, into the deep black nothing.
Suffocating thrills me until the nothing fills me.
Neither dead nor alive. See my soul like new.
Burning like that candle ; my death is like ,
The times you snuff it out. And my life is like,
The times you light it up.
I’m burning the candle at both ends with a blow torch.
- Ash Moonblood