The Perpetual



"O come, lethargic and all ye faithful For now we venture into dawn's red gaze One man, devoid of passion and his soul Shall enter into his next foul phase To be lonesome, he will neglect this night In brightest morrow, he seeks find his end In darkest yesteryear, he seeks his blight Wherefore does he go on and on, no end Quoth his mind, which shall betray its old host Nay, for perhaps he shall be saved by his friend And in so, they shall save what matters most Across the stars, a message they will send For even in the event of their death For freedom, they shall fight to their last breath"