Ascension with a Vengeance

I still remember when they shot me down

that bloody, long, and restless night

and without fury, without sound

I wrapped myself Gaia's might.

Season's came and season's past

three years is far too long

lying on bullet's and shattered glass

as the world turned slowly on.

But now I'm reemerging 

being pulled from the abyss

vengeance, vengeance ever churning

when that pen's inside my fist.

Almost to the surface now

the sun glows upon my eyes

and when I stand upon the ground

they'll wish I'd truly died.