Unfolding

You saw the blossom at my feet, unfolding to quell
Great neolithic strides - the eight more steps to take you fell
Had yourself dragged through the dirt to get out - to equal me
Frail sycophant you are, cravenly crawling on your knees

The master of one day, nesting in the foliage of the past
The mask one inch behind the present now, your finality won´t last

Temptations to rise in my shadow and become the one to lead
Retribution morally intended, nemesis, thou shalt not breathe

Hypothermia
Defiant disembodiment
Wreck