Argument Obscura - Averse Sefira

What are we fighting?

Where from springs conflict

With no enemy of concern?

What boon from

Constant strife?

All for naught this railing

Against folly

Dogmas of the quiet past

Can no longer charge our cause

It is what sets us against

Forges strangers

Out of comrades

Once free with no limits

Existing for the sake

Now constricted in limpid fury

Blinded by songs already sung

Enmity lies not in the fixed

Stares of the ungathered dead

Mined by feasting carrion

Those wretched tethered souls

Clutch tenuous threads

Of the past in rigored hands

Embers of lore

The promise of stars gone cold

Passages marked by burns

On the pages of meme’s tomes

If your deaths

Be the price of resolution

Then it is a fee worth paying