Destiny Falls To Ruin

I sat upon grassy linen

Looking far into my thoughts

Among deep and dark forests

Lining a hazy grayish loch

And there inside foreshadow dealt

A vision to perception

A prophetic form of imagery

Manifest in shadows obscure

And destiny falls to ruin

And destiny falls to ruin

Destiny falls to ruin

And destiny falls to ruin

No discourse but archaic filterings

Of black and cryptic signs

None helping a bleak understanding

Of things not yet to come

In the misty drizzle

Entranced to deep in mind

I saw an image foreboding

Of the world which rests outside

And destiny falls to ruin

And destiny falls to ruin

Destiny falls to ruin

And destiny falls to ruin

I saw a sea of tranquility

At rest in the arms of the storm

I saw a sea of tranquility

At rest in the arms of the storm

And destiny falls to ruin

And destiny falls to ruin

And destiny falls to ruin

And destiny falls to ruin