Lost Empyrean - Dirge

At first light

Flesh was glass

Porcelain hands drew

Wide open seas of dew

Torrents ran free

Around cherry-blossom trees

But ever after is

A promised land in dust

A split-second gift

This eden that banned us

Oh, springs lost

Immured blaze, grace injured

Hazed empyrean, blurred

Time is slumber

Cradling ordeal

We were sparks and embers

The incendiary dreams

And we’re nothing but matter

Gravity and fear

Flesh — shattered

Seas — anchored

Floods — are wells

Trees — in jail