Nihilist

The rippling waves of high strings

The tones of violins echoing

Touching the marble of frozen clouds

The drones of identity

Pouring lines of a neon blue

Over my scarlet attire

Accepting my presence as one

Who knows the future isn't human

Striding forward in time

With every flight I rise

Burning away an ancient world

The surfaces of the foyer

Glossed in gold

Melting the mountain peak

Of human evolution

Crystals cradling wine

Smite death as it nears

The odious souls uncaged

From the limits of life

Of a prodigious forest tree

To lead branches of time

The lunar limbs of prophecy

Guiding a surge of luminescence

Into the dreary craters

of eternal darkness

I stand in the instrument

Weaving souls into stars

Holding the inhibited universe

Caging a raven forest

Existence enslaved

The wrath of nihility

Lingering to engulf

everything