The Eyes of the Immortal (Part 1)

The fever comes upon the mortal Through it he seeks his mind to see What lies behind the hidden portal Behind the scenes of his reality He sees forces that furiously unravel Upon the souls of the flesh and blood They seek the despair, the power, the emotion To discovery the new in their immortal now They sense his eyes looking at them His consciousness swimming in their unknown They look back, with a desire for pestilence Troubled as he is, afraid he now becomes Rotten his reality, begging for the something To the few that notice .. his futility on the streets He craves for his status, his power and his money The things that depraved him of his soul Yet nobody looks, nobody hears and no one understands The earth has closed his gates to his mouldered soul Trapped between the world of vision and the world of now His mind starts planning his devious return