Obolus - Horrendous

You dig my grave

You run me through

Show me my demons

My angels, my muse

The frayed ends of a dream

Tied in a noose

Show me my saviors

My spectres, my devils, my dues

At the rainbow’s end

What use are promises of Eden

To begin anew

When hope is just another poisoned fruit?

And can you bear to wear the death mask again?

Dry your eyes, Sisyphus, and shoulder your burden

And in the end, they’ll measure your worth

By how much you’ve been broken

And give you the stone to roll again

And your final reward

An obolus upon your lips

For Charon’s passage to the shore

Is it hubris to ask for more

When the feast is at its end

And the lights have dimmed?

In this miserable play

This grand mockery

Where all is illusory

In this absence of light

I’ll burn an effigy

I won’t take another bow

To seek the face of life

To pull the veil away

To face annihilation

And tear the masters from their gilded gates