Broken Mirrors to the Stars


As the moon crests the top of the cloud line
And illuminates the world, bathed in dark
I stare into the other realm, through shadow
Through smoke and blackened ash I gaze
Through broken mirrors I look to the stars

Hatred flows through my veins, infernal
As the last vestiges of love and life burn away
Sorrow desecrates the heart that beats
As I long to fade away through twilight
Through broken mirrors to the stars

As the world outside my window
Is plunged into a deathlike silence
A black requiem for the coming of dusk
Honed by the baying of night time beasts
Honouring the coming hour of night

As the air grows cold I hear them
The sounds of misery and sadness
Penetrating the blanket of night time
Their moonlit laments flowing down
To where I stare up into the stars waiting

As the moon crests the tops to the cloud line
The time has come for me to depart from it
To join the other world, through shadow
Through blood, tears and blackened ash
Through broken mirrors to the stars

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