Walking back in darkness, to your alluring, silent, black marsh
There, you are not part of anything. There, you are everything
A shelter of your own flesh, in the void. The gift
Perceiving the dark matter, you are ready to die once again
You shall be
The black ocean
The crimson clouds of despair
The great mountains falling in love
Everything to behold
Waking up after thousands of years
Your shadow, exploring every tear of blood
Conceiving, savvying , tasting the misery of two thousand and sixteen blood tears
Tasting mental illness as a creator
Tasting the understanding of perception as an illusion
Tasting sorrow as delight, breaking the pattern, you are ready to die once again
Now
You are the black ocean
You are the crimson clouds of despair
You are the great mountains falling in love
You are everything to behold
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears
To search Hope in the Eternal Chaos
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears
To grab Hope into reality
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears
To protect Hope from the Eternal Chaos
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears
To create Hope from itself
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears
Consumed to balance Hope with the eternal chaos
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears
Consumed to balance the eternal chaos with Hope
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears to conjure the light
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears to dispel the shadow
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears to become one with Hope
Two thousand and sixteen blood tears for the resurrection
Arise, embrace the darkness and consume the evil spirit
All trials of life are under your care, take away from me fear, anxiety and distress
Help me to face and endure my difficulty, with faith, courage and wisdom
Grant that this trial may bring me closer to you for you are my refuge and my comfort
I trust in your love and compassion. Blessed be your name, now and forever