Old Nothing

Forgo the falls which rain with fear, farce are their depths
 Illusions are woven beings, the masquerading of death
 Where eternity folds itself to wind the projection reel
 A casket lowered renders the truth, an existence unveiled.
 Rejoice, commend, re-live
 The beginning of ends
 Rejoice, transcend, re-live
 The beginning of ends
 Spiraling beyond this seamless seal
 Lies a destined view of tranquility within flesh-less fields
 Commence thy spirit
 Behold this integral fate,
 Spawn of radiant rapture and shape.
 As I fold & drift in this void.
 I leave this world of fire, texture and taste.
 In the absence of light
 That was coiled and bound
 I reflect upon the balance
 That once shone.
 Hush, don't speak, no more.
 The feeling is gone.
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 Oh, fleeting feeling of bond
 You've been loyal in my loneliness
 You aid my growth, build me to be strong.
 Rejoice, commend, re-live,
 Oh, the nothing, old friend.
 Rejoice, transcend, re-live,
 Oh, the nothing, old friend.
 Commence thy spirit