Amongst the Chosen Lost - Thy Primordial

Certain I was amongst the chosen lost

I watched myself slowly dwindle

Where gates stood open, I the threshold crossed

With a withheld breath in pain and ecstasy

I felt the blood throb to death until

I heard distant voices wishing to console

I saw demons watchful and angels blind

Assenting yet resigned

What my recollections stole

Is a past unwritten

What my recollections stole

Is words unspoken

When the light withdrew I no more suffered

For in the dazzling dark my spirit stirred

But still I questioned

For my inward sight still knew the senses

And the senses tracks

Is there an answer for this solid quest

Certain I was among the chosen lost

Where the light is buried my darkness lingers,

In the dazzling dark my spirit stirred

By my withheld breath I wilt never return

Assenting yet resigned

What my recollections stole

Is a past unwritten

What my recollections stole

Is words unspoken