When Paradise Fades

Hollow visions from hollow eyes burning bridges and sever the binds. When sullied hands desecrate the canvas the winds shall burn, the winds shall burn. Life becomes aimless when flightless is the mind When paradise fades and the blood runs dry. The sky will crumble into oceans of lost time, washed away is all the desire and all of the light. The winds shall burn! This kingdom is what you make it and as the roots grow deep they begin to birth passion. Fall into the depths, breathe it in deeply and let the heart yearn for its ardor. Remove the veil and let the eyes cut deep into the earth.

Submitted by The Void — Nov 10, 2025