From the Isle of the Blessed - Junius

Bright flare, stars, mirror

Down came the reign of springtide life

He breathes his first breath and tries to see

But the sounds beneath cut all the lights

Now that he feels it

Whenever he breathes in

Nothing can slow it down

It’s so abrupt, it’s on us now

Fade out of sight for another life

Down the isles adorned

(with all those beautiful bright lights)

In the chambers

He will learn how to fight

To recover all the blood lost in life

And he can’t hear the fall of another

He lights a fire up above undercovers