Locked in a Vacancy

Sarcophagus Inscription

Locked in a Vacancy


Time is the enemy 
From birth we wage fierce battles 
against the inevitable 
Our personal expiration dates a mystery 

All too often the Reaper's sickle 
claims another one of our loved ones 
before we can summon the breath to express 
just how much they mean - 
how much they really mean to us 

A lack of foresight? Perhaps 
Yet once the earth reclaims their shell 
a veritable fountain of extolations springs forth 

These memories of yesterday in time will fade away 

No! We won't be the victims 
of this bloodletting ritual! 

And we will not be the victims of your system 
And we will claim our freedom from this bloodletting ritual 

The challenge is this: 
To reclaim our emotive spirit that has been cast by the wayside 
in lieu of contemporary stoicism, lacking the embrace of sentiment. 
Though frustration and ire are quickly ascertained, affection's now a 
stranger - how peculiar. Will we accept the challenge that has been set 
before us? Will we reignite the flames?! 

Ignite the flames that burn in our hearts!