Peeks, Slopes and Portholes

Red throne, ambitious and they shout more fire! So I had to ignite my spirit even though At times I'm cold, and life be like an ocean, Trapped in the center no shore's "So how can you be sure; if ye don't know thee self"..? But now I understand, reality quiet- simple and clear: Crystals... Beams of lights, more light as I go deep In the cave of life; searching for gems: Rocks and things... To the pointless they pointless! Hence the bottomless To me, I see shines! Damn unbelievers be bringing me down Dark entities with armies and they on me Curse those heathens "I" ain't stopping!