The Age Of Transitions Poem by Jon Peter MIah

Lost in a void less perception, Another victim to this pathos
Higher frequency deluded, Corrosion of all morality.
Dimensional lacerations, Tears through time and space
As it slowly crumbles, A sleeping giant awakes.

(And the weak, shall lead the blind)

Collapse, Walls caving in
The inevitable backlash, Its time to begin.
Drowning in your ignorance
Abused into silent obedience.
For the unspoken, there is no forgiveness

Ascension, Salvation
Take my ethereal hand, Into the age of transitions.
Age of Transitions

Lost in the dark fathoms of obscurity,
A parasitic entity consuming
Cradled in this web of betrayal.
The remnants of your soul, burning like a billion suns.
Atrophied remains, slowly succumbing to this Decadence.
A slave to the mechanism, in awe of your omnipotence.

By (JPM)
21/10/12