Deeper

Through rock and compact earth we toil Sore, bloody, fingers dig through soil Like ghosts, shying from the day Inch by inch we make our way into the dark depths we heard its calling Through dust and stones Call blood, calling bone To claw our way a little deeper Our souls compelled to take their chances in hell To claw our way a little deeper Past jagged stone towards the core Hearts pounding madly on death's door Our eyes fixed on the end One and all we will rely upon the promise We heard the calling They call from hell Unbreakable spell To claw our way a little deeper Through dust and stones Call blood, calling bone To claw our way a little deeper Yet onwards… Forward we go Lost, by our own hearts cursed to press on deeper still Lost, restless like bees swarming until we lose our way until we were lost none would look up and sing “the sky is gone”

I urged to do good, but somehow motives, action and its consequence can form absurd chains, can form absurd chains. I never fully understood but somehow, somehow these grew taint. Obscured my inner eye. Spawned interior lies. The lies turned to truth in my eyes. Called upon me to commit these deeds, I would consider vile. As if these hands weren't mine. I paused and beheld his dead eyes, And momentarily I glimpsed my distorted I. But, this clearness died. Could I confine my mind, to justify my crime? Every trivial move could bind This twisted fate of mine. I tried to conform but these malevolent fingers, These malicious fingers were plotting my doom. I turned the deaf ear but the voices still lingered, And thus my new image continued to bloom. This devilish contraption controlling my fingers, towards times of chaos and gloom. I urged to do good, but somehow motives, action and its consequence can form absurd chains, can form absurd chains.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 10, 2025