The Horrible Truth (Failure) - Sentinel

Boring through the soul
The devastation
Of a heart once strong
The failing pulse
Faintly thrumming
Shaking with urgency
My body now aches for revival
Deliverance
I beseech you, claim me
Alter the story
Blur the lines a
Nd leave this as a sordid memory
A world balancing
On the knife of ruin
My legacy remains no longer
No lore shall bear my deeds
Offering myself
My life, my essence
Forfeit, sacrificed
Pleading for retribution
Rewind the hands
And reverse my wrongs
I must atone my sins
Softly, silently, the rain of cleansing
I will purify
Restore the joy to the place
That life once called home
The claws of divorce
Ravenously rend my soul
This is not rebirth
I can still feel the world break
A form of black
Fathomless and ethereal
Its arrival heralding judgement
With hands of void
Seizing my foundations
"For you, Custodian
I hold no enmity
Now you can sleep
Just dissipate
But know, your pride
Your son, has doomed them all
From the shackles
Of Life you are now free"
The Vessel departs
With one last sigh
There shall be nothing hereafter