Slither - Desultory

Slither on your way down

Staring without the glow

Scratching at the surface

Fingers carve until they bleed

Hovering above

Carving holes into your soul

When this beautiful companion

Push you further down below

Amputation of the mind

Cleansing — by the hand of the believer

Moving towards the edge now

Closer to what we fear

Scratching at the surface

Feed our minds until we starve

Suffocate in this maze — breathing dust into your lungs

Gaze upon salvation — as you beg upon your knees

Slither — downwards

With blinded eyes

Slither on your way down

Staring without the glow

Scratching at the surface

Fingers carve until they bleed

Hovering above

Carving holes into your soul

When this blessing turns to dust

And this beautiful companion

Push you further down below

And carve a hole into your soul