The Flight Of the Phoenix

From ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Eyes clouded, no longer clear,
conquering swords reduced to rust,
only to like the phoenix, rise from the dead,
ambition alight, enshrouding all in fiery red
fire, the prelude to greatness but ultimately annihilation,
Its life a complete paradox, mans greatness his own damnation,
the fire is spreading, devouring all, and within its zenith, the phoenix shall fall,
only to rise again, as it always must,
from ashes to ashes,
dust to dust