Rotten Mind

the birth of reckless disregard An empty mind, fallen on last step Luck and coincidence with bad luck and brimstone The fist cut on seeping shards Love and soul to blood and bone The vessel, newly forged from sand and glass light and shine to gold and silver Far from the source, the teachings of increasing darkness Zeal and joy to hunger and thirst The careless wearer's broken vial. Light flees from the incarnate shadow, prince of desolation. Storm and solid ice, unapproachable shell, far from the heat. The jet-black Lightbringer in search of its glow. The Black Vial of the Broken Carrier. Closed to the light formed by darkness