Leaving Your Body Map

A walk to Heaven isn't any better
With legions' fresh ascent
First they dwindled like always
And then I regretted closing my eyes
See, this dream was not inevitable
In the war of reds and golds
Our hero was gold!

Anon, with each pronunciation
Banners were smouldering, then dying
And burning my intestines
Taking away, alas,
All that kept me alive
Hast thou not crept up upon me?
Cruel poison of Life!
Thou hast taken everything.
But what hurts me is that
You've slobbered filthily
O'er the delicate lips of a delicate girl
And I shall announce what you are...
Yes, away thou goest
Into the desert betwixt blue angels
Choose thy canon and execute
Never is the morning of thy age!

Life means more since I stopped thinking
Life means more because you keep me going
I dreamed that we had another moment, still
We could be the champions of art
I killed myself because I was stupid
Great things come, but only as a blessing
It took so long because nobody told me
The Son of God is nothing more than this

I think I have it, I'm an angel
Humbled as such to learn from you
the truth of Life is never spoken
And sleep hasn't ever done me any good yet

Sleep is a curse
Remember that moment the music led
our dying minds to Heaven?
The promises of Life are tragic
The one for me will never have those things
That night, the forest was seething
So many things, but her face was all I saw
You're so good, your face is all I see.

I think I have it, I'm an angel
Humbled as such to learn from you
The truth of Life is never spoken
And sleep hasn't ever done me any good yet

What upon the naked shore is this key?
All briny, yes, a haven for the briny things,
And a mystery to the sun which hasn't seen
The construction of this awful mystery!

What fashion'd thee, O key of slimy gold?
What secret portal among the waves and stones
Didst thou unlock in silence of the deep?
And most importantly, what sea-borne lazy eye,
Deceived by the broken light,
Lost among the ruins thee?

I saw the shore expand on that joyous day-
Breathed deeper, pulsed longer, sighed fuller,
Loved greater the mind of a curious boy,
Such as me!

I love thee, curious sea!
{Aeons can hide the relics of forgotten gods,
But showeth me thy treasures,}
And I will always look thereon.
I will always look with love thereon!