Crystal bursts in molten stone

Vent the curse in ash and bone

Among the thorns the ocean weeps

Joyous tears for hate to keep

Your change, doubt, failure, lies,

I’ve rearranged and utilized,

Sat and conquered all your crimes,

For I am Fear personified.

Geodes smashed upon the peak

A yawning dawn, an ode to heat

Amidst sheer cliffs of awe are captured

Paths to anger through the fracture

Light brings a spectrum of violence

Prismatic, riotous, echoes through silence

Treasure, pleasure, joy, and glut

Given forth, ever enough

Constructed to constrain connection.

Fake assailants, fake protection.

At the edge of the bubbling plains of fear

lies a tower,

a warning to those who draw near

Of cold rock and logic it was raised,

Electric knowledge, worshiped, praised.

Left to brood and birth and bloom

Dread’s creations ever loom

Of sand and heat, of air and bone,

the source from which the deserts grown.

Eras wrenching ice and stone,

drawn to power deep within,

shelter yet the never known,

quench and bind what’s always been

In the path to satisfaction

stands a towering totem,

in its eyes blaze obsession.

A spire driven up from soil

imbued with lifeblood; worth and toil,

given forth in oily drench,

with mirth entrenched by mortal coil

Chaos wove its way to my core,

a gate to the broken,

to madness itself

Before me a glittering monument,

eyes weighing my worth

in the face of death

Each conclusion a building block

to some unknowable truth,

a gate to the ultimate answer.

I bathed in the calm

brilliance of the infinite,

too fearful to enter the gate

On shining towers, strong, secure,

they held their riches, watched us burn.

Where light and river bubble down walls,

there, guardians rise subtle, proud, and tall

From the darkness coalesced,

roots of light, strong and fresh.

Forged a ward against the well

of murky chaos wrought with ire

Mired deep within my will

an inner shell is still required

Ablate my form with icy ink

starkly lit by sparked desire

Prior placed upon the brink

warm embrace will sync us higher

Structures busted, one entrusts

the answers to instill

But knowing truth is paid with fear,

unfold, confront, fulfill.