Extinguishing of the Divine Fire
Forsaken by the one
Who breathed life into his being
The spark of divine fire
Was now replaced with bitter lament

Bound by hate, that which he survives
Shattered by fate, that which he denies
Cursed by the gods, that which he reminds
He’s theirs, and cursed he remains

It coursed through his veins, possessed him
Shooting stars in him were ashes
While he’s life shattered he still lives
He clings on to the torn carapace of life

Shattered life, but now, still a void
Broken. Extinguished. Dishonoured. Destroyed.

*Steve Solo*

Defy them he has, and defy them he will
Hatred consumes in its fire
Yet, when all else fails
Serves as only method and will

*Gab Solo*