God I can sing
In loneliest night.
And god I can bring
Forth struggle and fight.
Yet I can relate
To items unseen
And show you what’s great
About what I mean.
Watch me advance
With soulless resolve.
And watch as I dance
And perish in fall.
God I will bring
You every sunrise.
Such wonderful things
My platonic lies.
As I move in
And closer to you
To bring you my sins
And songs I construe.
I give you my mind
And bring you the sun
In wrapping divine.
To your cries I run.
But what have I mastered?
Why have I come?
You misleading bastard.
Here lies no one...