The World

The World i have taken a walk around the inner rim just to see my spirit encapsulated in ice the brothers of the summer solstice have long been frozen and shattered leaving me here all alone and scattered and though my soul may be frozen i continue to walk this barren land searching for kinsmen in the beyond never knowing if they're alive or dead but i walk onward forever as i have said the broken crust of the planet i walk quakes beneath a pair of tired feet with demons scratching beneath the surface trying to break free and end it all for now all we can hope to do is stall i dream of a world with a warm sun again but that world has long been gone for humanity is a sin without an end and the blue sun brings no comfort not a single escape from hurt thus i walk the seeming endless sphere driven by hunger, hate, and fear though i continue to walk all by myself i feel that i alone must atone for the burning sin of flesh and bone