I Am Oblivion

The end comes for a lost soul.

I Am Oblivion
Criss Dane



All thoughts and reason lost at sea
The path before you taking shape
Grasping at the chance to flee
And in your flight, you come to me
I am, for once and all, escape

I know what lies within your sigh
What every breaking dawn destroyed
Pleading for the light to shy
To curse the warmth and hate the sky
I am the dark and frigid void

The last of withering doubts ensue
Fragile visions cast in haste
Now seek the sweeping hollow view
Where echoes cease their fading hue
I am the arid silent waste

So far to unknown worlds you’d roam
To dream in nullity’s caress
Like words freed from a burning tome
Your aimless storm has found its home
I am the stark and craving emptiness

Not what you wanted, what you sought
Your ardent chase at last is done
This final break for which you fought
Embrace the heedless leap you’ve wrought
Your passion has arrived, I am Oblivion