Vota

I’m very close 

Even far away

In death’s throes,

Fallen prey

Eclipsed by time

Forbidden fire

Strange paradigm

Bruise the liar

Yours truly lost

Naked and bound

Covered by frost

Native ground

Soul drawn back

Non to the fore

Beyond the black

Through The Door

The battle rages

War stands won

For all ages

God’s blessed Son