Son-0f-Hades

verse one. as long ago as omens’ birth we shared a mother and the worst the world could offer, science cursed with vision and a sniper’s perch. the night sky caught you by the throat, dear brother; ‘better run,’ you choked, ‘and keep yourself a secret.’ no, i’m keeping you and endless hope. verse two. all open eyes seek out our steps, the never-ending circles set upon us. begged me stop and rest, you smile, but your eyes are dead. i weep and wipe the salt from skin. i leave a trace of you and then swear i am catching up to them, aim high enough with dire intent. verse three. i’ve time to kill, my vengeance sprawls, graffiti them across the walls. we’d dreamed of growing old but all the bloodshed never can recall. kaleidoscopes turned evidence, my enemies do not relent. i’ll hate them till forever’s end. i visit you inside my head: interval. a toast to our dismembered foes! a dance upon their bloodied clothes! what will we be when all is closed? together, as the lights go