Transmute illusions cast by deceit Eschew remorse as shadows retreat In echoes of silence, my soul redefines Retracing the pathways to ancient confines Wardens proclaim hollow salvations Yet still, I defy their empty incantations No poison from their chalice I’ll partake For in introspection, my soul shall wake Topple the steeds of haughty delusion Break through fogs of clever illusion With a sinister grin, I welcome transformation Nail by nail, owning my revelation Lead me inward on paths esoteric Where the damned whisper truths eschatologic Casting off shackles, I embrace my fate On roads of Appia, my ego abates Energetic states by mass confusion malign My will stands firm, entwined with heart and mind Shepherds' cries deem me a traitor once more In fiery introspection, I anchor my core Fragment the idols revered in haste Disperse the specters shackled to taste With a grin of dissent, I court the storm Laying bricks of soul to house the scorn Guide me, Appia, on serpentine trails Where vendettas give way to sacred tales Renouncing confines, I carve my own fate On the road of Appia, my judgments abate
