Hmmm...

What's your name?

What can be more etheral than heaven?
Is it the ash burnt from gods,
Is it the tears of The Seven,
I might know the answer,but...what are the odds?

In search for purity we pursue the haunted,
We reach for them as if strange shapes made of dreams,
In a place where the sky lies clouded,
Do i really know the name or so it seems?

Alas,night falls upon wishes and lust,
The fantom reaches for my heart,
I PUSH IT CLOSER WITH A THRUST(and say):
"With the gods watching upon me,
Now,in front of them,i wish to turn insane,
If not to touch and gather thy body,
But before i go,say it once more...Your name."

Enjoy!

Inspiration:
Soil-Unreal

Birzanu Alexandru