Years pass by
Without day, without night
Old and blind
Withering alive in a hell of my design
Gazing into myself
Spectres stalk the landscapes of my mind
Wilderness drags me into it’s thorned embrace
Piercing, tearing the fabric of my thoughts
Lost in the shadow of the dark peak
Withering alive

Paradise has fallen into the void
Where hope is a ghost and light is denied
The eulogy unspoken
Funeral pyre without flame
Constellations abandon the sky
As suffering breathes my name

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