wilderness breathes a dead air.
It neither shakes nor moves,
but feed on live
like a maggot's nibble.
deadly breathed air,breath of despair,steamed breath.
is it the anger of Korah you breathe when awaken?
or is it the heat of your victims you feel when asleep?
the ullision of life is seen in your dome,
hope is shattered in your presence.
for some you are a curse,
for others a mere passage.
in your grandiose palace,
giants and wiseman find shelter.
only one prevail.
i will prevail.