There Goes The Fear

This is what the light told me,
let the fire light your demons,
let your fear rage in bloom,
bursting from your bosom,
destroying your every boon.

Don’t fight it, it can’t be won.
Don’t regret it, now it’s done
treading through the barren land,
your defenses can hold out only for so long,
you can’t defeat your weakness,
when your Achilles it has found,

Fall before your Death
fall for it has no remorse,
feel it fill your blood’s course,
it’s won, it’s conquered.
While the flag is lowered and bugles blare,
give in to all the despair,
for finally you must face the truth,
this is a battle you had to lose.