Ascensionism

Contemporary Postmodernism dying in apathy Finding hope despite the abject state of society Looking forward reaching for a greater one Embracing anew every precious moment The storms of apocalypse apparent Ascending the overgrown trail to the summit Awaking in a  far better place Walking freedoms lonely path Drenched in the blood of forefathers Where a neglected white tree withers Humanity's survival in the balances The extinction of this generation Awakening to an awful situation Aroused to fight for righteousness Against demigod daemons deriding The coming destruction foretold An unavoidable destitute destiny Bathing in deaths dark sy

Emptying myself of all things that make the false construct me. Letting go of every assigned name, every stereotype of outward appearance, and every ego-driven deception. What remains is the glory that existed before the world was. This is where the true I exists beyond definition.

Fretting about upon the stage fabricating a past that pleases A final curtain comes down earlier than anticipated Tragedy a new comedy at the expense of enslaved children Comedy a new tragedy placating the technically possessed zombified masses Here we are a generation as foretold wicked enough to bring down retribution Fulfilling the ancient prophecy were calling good evil, and evil good In a mass hypnotic trance, we dance gleefully in the blood of the sacrificed A black widow spins a web over the globe protecting her interests Oh wonder, as we stare dumbfounded upon the whore Babylon begins to mince in black obscuring her agenda A