I
kingdom in the distance
a place i built on time
but when finally i arrive there,
sand stretches on for forever
and a thousand times i die
i hurled bloody spears and cut me
built walls to keep them all at bay
convinced that i'd found sovereignty
but i was blind as she led me away
i am the deceiver
there is no enemy beyond myself
my finger on this trigger
watch from the towers
there is no one else
II
he was an evangelist by any other name
offered me salvation, i thought i'd found my way
my body wasted and my guts are empty
while the mortar of delusion remained
i never recognized that i was still a slave
i sold my independence
thinking like a child
but the fates now grace my tongue and fingers
so this thread is mine for a while
III
this ground i stand upon is yet another stage
i burn my script page by page
chains rusting on my naked wrists,
churches of the state in ruins
another paradigm - lifts
and i am always leaving
and i have abandoned my post
this house is always empty
and there is no one else
i am a receiver
now i meet strangers at my gate unarmed
because light will always shine through the bars
i am never the same
this island always in a different place
roof and walls - temporary enclave
but eternity is my name