Behold Man

The tears of the sun break upon my sight Flooding the mind with visions The oceans waves crash against the chasms Betwixt reality and hope Attempting to render my dreams apart The heavens which were my refuge Have allowed all eyes to pierce through Where now can I hide Oh foundations in which I trusted Now dust depriving me of an escape I wilt in the greatness of disillusionment Belief that rain shall soon quench my thirst Man has become the salted fountain Vinegar raised to a dying world A vacuum for lifes' one last breath Truely man will become his own downfall Creating a world once free Into one of banishment to that which it stood upon Cursing the creator and his creation Listening to mans own sin