Night's veil had banished the sun
a deathlike breeze enshrouded the earth
when the eerie echo
on his footsteps emerged...

Slowly and silent he drifted alone
no shore to head to in this cemetery of stone
Burdened by grief he feared life's deceits
he craves for the night from daylight he hides

In those nocturnal hours
he scribbles and laments
looking for answers
to never let this memory end

Yet as the seasons pass
another year's been squandered
devoted to the arcane
apostacy devours his being

He repudiates his muse
and sinister schemes start to bloom
he maims her sacred image
her bliss turns into venom

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