Innocence Lost

To fly across a cesspool of land with eyes full closed and chastity held in hand, with barriers imposed and doors kept shut against the blind woes of a darkened vista And to set down upon an earth of scorched illusion and tainted meats, proffering added colours beyond the white Depravedly impressed footprints on an unmarked linen sheet, held back by a rough-hewn hand, made to battle and guide the way on your unblemished behalf Alas to sever the chord and introduce the first breath of stale-aired corruption. To see the unclosed eye open and know it's end and all that lies between To see all creations flaws and triumphs naked in entirety, and the evolution of revolution finally succumb to fossil fuels and population. All of this shall bring a weeping perspective to a blind man's gaze