BOG - Clenched are the Charred

Walking familiar fields
There is nothing, there is nothing here
Memories rotted in their place
There is nothing to gain, nothing to save
Dreams burst into flames
Still clenched are the charred remains
Soil below boiling
Specters march with vile pursuits
They carry harrowing pain
Their eyes are fixed
On every movement of everything
Their cries will be answered
Reap all we hide
Cast it back inside
Dreams burst into flames
Still clenched are the charred remains
Soil below boiling festering
Culling the rot
Scavenging through ashen memory
A flicker of light shines and birds regain flight
This fire will ravage all things
Lest we turn away looking to the sky
The promise of creation is left to smoulder
Their eyes are fixed on every movement of everything
Their cries will be answered

Written by:
Tim Primbs

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