I swept back the entangled waves that constituted my hair,
I stared at the sun until alizarin crimson blotches dominated my vision,
In the corners of my eyes I could see what was left of this world.
Loosening my grip upon the wheel and letting my vehicle roam free,
Thuds and crashes and screams of those who were dying,
They meant nothing more to me.
In the haze and mist before me I had found a light in which to bathe,
Walking into a forgotten paradise where love lay free, unleashed,
This world means nothing more to me.
