Fallen (Eucharist)

My scarlet visions, like refelections of my subconscious. Beyond the starlit heaven the horizon burns with flames, so red. As my eyes bear witness to this euphoria, this apocalypse, I hear the gates within my head open silently. A new world takes form and its attraction temps me to enter. I leave my body without farewells, peacefully through violet corridors painted with beautiful reflections, from my life. A sunrise beckons beyond the clouds, so dark, as rivers stream through the air in stillness. Through the emptiness where thoughts take form, and into the lands of purgatory.