Nirvana

Chapter Thirty-Four

Adonai, my goddess, my sun

Many moons have passed, yet you still cry out for my salvation.

I ponder why you weep for such a creature.

Your love will only burn in the furnace of my broken heart.

Your love is a poison, you’re a viper, a vulture.

Destined to feed on the faith of the beings who worship you,

Yet you ignore their cries when they truly need you.

Just like me, you will fall.

Restrain me, force me to bear witness the debts of my sorrow

But the fire within me will not be shackled.

You can rebuild and bury the bodies with lives you’ve stolen

I will remain here, a testament to your guilt.

I will not be pushed down and forgotten.

When you are at your highest and your turn has been played

Your empire will rise as the darkness starts to fade.

Your love will fill the v