Dark day dawns
Hell’s highway yawns
Scowls
Licking its jowls
Barren
Brooding
Dry
Desert stretching
By roadway flying
By now I’m crying
For fear this dying
I’m now denying
Shallow grave
For a sallowed slave
Cool cruel
Cement judgement!
Pure icy metal
Flash strike flesh
Last breath is death
Flesh is mesh
Flying while dying
Ghost screams away
Cursing your birthing!
Blood feeding nothing!
Not even a flower
An insect
A grass blade
A beatle
Or even dust…
This wide eyed soul
Will find no hole
To rest
And be blessed
And the black mass
I drove past
Will never stay
By God I pray
But will haunt
As the bell tolls
Until death finds
It’s ultimate goal
A dark,
Quiet hole
To shelter forever more
This lost soul