Checkmate - Dysnomia

Broken chains of

trust.

Life’s guided

to a senseless conclusion.

Silenced by great forces.

Like pawns we stand in

desert fields.

Awaiting

for the strike.

We are the

latter of our kind.

Their

threat means nothing

to our world.

With hearts

aflame, we walk forward.

Hazards in our way.

Ambush our steps

Overwhelming pressure of

the blade over our heads

Bathed in brightest light

We feel the fire in our

skins.

We clear the path

of lies.

As our final

resistance grows.

As soon

as the daylight fades.

Unforgiveness will flood

our minds.

In endless

rancor we drown No!!!

We won’t let them

intimidate our souls

We subjugate their fear

Relentless we advance

Through this polished

black brick road

We may soon see the end

Now we descry

Tenebrous figures in

the skyline

That dare oppose us

For every single step we take

Two more they will retreat

Each one that falls

Leads them to their demise

Now they will know

Eternal sleep

Now…

We keep on walking

towards the edge

As they fall back into their

abyssThe last one alone

he stands.

This is a

checkmate