The Field of Reeds (parts I, II, III)

A blessing was given, a gift from the gods The smile of a newborn is more than we could wish for in this world It all feels so distant, a medley of dreams In times like these we need nothing more, or so it seems Remember this, mortal, the gods can be cruel Believing they care is the view of a fool, lost in hopeful delusion The jackal was looming, the fever consuming my fragile son I watched his spirit, carry on, far from the sun Death does not become such a youthful soul An absence so sudden, so painful, rips apart a hole Broken essence, fractured mind Failing to grasp the transience of its kind Delicate, lifeless body, buried in the sand Falling tears, searching for a tiny hand You were all I had in this life, all I ever loved How could I move on to live past you? If I could, I would pay with my own life to bring you back If I could, I would burn all the earth just to hear your laughter again In my pain I could no longer find meaning in my heart Clear as day, following you is my path In the depths, my journey begins on the riverbed May the river Nile take my soul as I bid my final farewell I'm on my way, to the afterlife I'm on my way, to my child With my heart light as feather, the scales judge me true As I stand before the mighty one, immortal in the field of reeds I can feel the gentle caress of Ra's eternal sun But I can't seem to find you If your soul was never here, where could you be? You can't be truly gone Nowhere to go from here Nothing more that I would fear Just the dreadful thought of letting you go Mourning the day you left, I am forever bereft Ever-aching heart, crestfallen Burning obsession Paradise of deceit, broken hope and faith are lit ablaze If I can't prevail, no one deserves this heaven The field of reeds offers nothing To those who lost it all And so it shall burn by my hand