(Completed 7/26/04)
as the sun begins to die
spilling blood upon my hands
as the veins of the land run dry
And red tears are falling
as pain replaces air
and the world starts suffocating
as these lungs begin to tear,
splitting from the screams they cry
And behold! the sky is ripping
as the sun will fall and expire
weighing down upon my back
as the pulse of the land beats dire
And dead hearts are crying
as the world falls apart
and those fallen red tears are staining
as eyes are blinded by the dark,
cremated sun in my fire