A Somber Blossoming

Look at me, child of God
Gaze into the depths of my eyes
Take my hand and walk this path
Know truth and nothing of lies

Mind obscured by an unseen haze
Life is here only for death (die)
Marvel at the gardens of desire
As you are taught to pass them by

Adorn this throne with what has been learned
Master of the flock this forever yearned
Like the devoted martyr, never to turn
Blaspheme the righteous and then in Hell you'll burn?

At the end of this life now to purify
Observe the past and pityfully cry
Your life flows from your body as you look to the sky
Take your last breath and your soul will fly.