Let's trash the Invictus. :P

burn, burn bright,
indefinable form of life.
scorch the night 
that covers me from head to toe.
i thank whatever gods may be,
for I want to eat your indomitable soul.

in the clutch of circumstance i latch on,
you are a guide, an elusive faith,
a potent drug at the end of the maze,
i, a nihilistic parasite use
to escape the bludgeoning
of fate.

well. there isn't anything out there, is there, captain?