Circle's End

A Ring! I saw the Light forming a Ring!
Standing on peak of the White Blade.
A Man! I saw his Blade!
Bending the Sun's rays.
Hexagon! The Sun seemed hexagon!
A very bad Omen rooted from Seer's vision.
Hands! Ten thousand emaciated Hands!
Waving cadavers in rotting pasture.
Fire! Lake of gnashing fire!
Covering, burning, gnawing.

I now am lain on heated rocks.
Caged within Gold Bars.
Cloaked by self-intoxication.

Burned skin.

Throttled throat.

Broken legs.

Broken jaw.

It's dark.
It is so dark.
The fire of hell's Torch logs through the window.

But wait...

Someone's knocking.
Someone's beyond the door.
It's opening-- and it's bright!
It's so bright.

The light...it's not coming from the fire.
It's coming form the Man!

"Stand, my lost sheep. Come with me."

Burned skin, regenerates.
Throttled throat, frees.
Broken legs, connects.
Broken jaw, assembles.
Infinite's end, finds.

My Healer.
My Savior.
My Master.
My Shepherd.

The Omega of my adversities.
The Alpha of my eternity.