There is a passage.
A sparkling gate to a world unknown.
Many paths to walk upon.
Roads that are not for
humans.
Visions of a long forgotten land.
A world untouched by man.
Below is the pit of cold winds.
A place where hollow
anxiety reigns.
Cold is the universe of intense wishes.
An eternal emptiness.
Infinite is the longing.
The wish to enter
this passage.
Intense is the wish that wont fade away.
Longing for the ultimate fire.
The suffering in the valley of
death.
For ever the flames will eat your flesh.
I need no suffering flames.
That I have experienced here on earth.
Send me
into the great inferno.
For it is there my soul belongs.
