The Downside Up

The world turns upside down
As we fall into the clouds
We walk upon the mists
And Heaven becomes our hell

The sky is ethereal
The day becomes the night
We faint away as wisps
As we lose this final fight

We cut the lifeline to our creator
The abyss turns black and cold
Dreams die, our lights are fading
All this has been foretold

A furious storm breaks through
Winds slice our skin like shorn sheep
Our vessels, torn like tree roots
In silent anguish we weep

Fading into the background
Like ancient warriors past
Once revered and honored
Lost in shadows so vast

Forgotten like ashes
Remnants from an old pipe
Boots stamp out our last breaths
There is no hope in sight