Nameless Ideal

Treading a land drenched in steel

Stepping over the blood of faded zeal

Caressing ashes that weep and squeal

Chasing tomorrow's unnamed ideal

A foolish land that envisions the names

Of heroes unworthy to hold their fame

Toying with life playing its game

In that broken world I lay the blame

The guilt for twisting my hate and regret

Into poison causing me joys and fret

So I wander through steel, breathing the ash

Chasing a nameless tomorrow's trash