Bright darkness

Under the dark heat  
I dissolve into particles  
lost in eternal fatigue.
I am ashes, I am shadow,  
I am space fused with the sun  
in a steel bond.
 
Time drags on with  
a cruel weight,  
I am an echo that screams  
in the emptiness of the sky.
Every atom trembles, begs,  
breaks, in the solar substance,  
I am the work of Death.
 
The brightness in me,  
devours what I am,  
an eternal fragment  
that never ceases.
In the dance of fire,  
I find the abyss,  
of being forgotten,  
of being a schism.
 
And then the trumpet resounds  
from on high the angel descends  
with an endless gaze.
The last trumpet,  
the sound of farewell,  
tears the heavens apart.
Tears from heaven
separate earth and sea.
 
And so I surrender myself,  
with no light, with no end...  
To the heat that burns me,  
to the sun that is within me.
I am darkness, I am pain,  
I am the end,
echoing nothingness  
in the eternal garden.