Through the Gates of Desperation

The weight of my soul will decide it’s final resting place
And a voice much closer will shout into my ear
I have found the gate, most people won’t see
I have felt the pain, as into the bells
A second death, and those, next view, who dwell
Content in fire, for that they hope to come
To leave that ample space, where to return
Thou burnest, for this centre here beneath
In the dead embers of the fire, now cold and black
I came to understand many things which I didn’t know
I have found the gate, most people won’t see
I have felt the pain, as into the bells.