These words...

...they pour from me without meaning...

I stand at the top of a hill
I can see the world below me
the wind blows through me
night surrounds me.

The lights of the city shine in sickly yellow light
I wave my right hand over the world
and the light goes out
and all is black

My hair stirs in the chill breeze
I throw out my left hand and light pours forth
reds and blues and greens
it rockets toward the cold grey sky

the light strikes the clouds in a dance of yin and yang
I watch heaven and earth twist in violent dances
and abruptly it stops
everything stops

the wind pauses, crystallizes
icy tendrils reach out from me
I am bathed in a radiant glow
I control everything and I am god

I shatter the world and build it again
I twist the sky and extinguish heaven
through all the hate and love
and all the fear and pain

Can you hear the wind blow
through the dead-end world?
Look for me on the top of the world looking down
the king of ice and fire and earth and hell

the lord of pain and prince of betrayal
for I am the broken one, I am the lie
you seek love and I cannot speak
because I shattered the world and won't bring you back.


Happy New Year.