Mortally immortal,
Deathlessly dead,
I walk alone through this field
Drenched in hues of red,
And wonder whether
Luck or happenstance
Shines upon me still,
Or whether when I close my eyes
Sleep will ego kill.
Mortally immortal,
Deathlessly dead,
I walk alone through this field
Drenched in hues of red,
And wonder whether
Luck or happenstance
Shines upon me still,
Or whether when I close my eyes
Sleep will ego kill.