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.