'Neath the night's veiling shroud
Lurk forfeited souls lost and fough'd
Masking the dawn, a towering cloud
Drowning in galling grief and woe
Revered, environed by no friend nor foe
Sole company is this ceaseless death throe
The mirror of soul reflects merely the abyss
Can't help but wondering in this life amiss
For how long do I miss the days of bliss?
Echoes within oneself this beguiling wonder
Akin to the death-reeking choir of a murder
Reminder of the myriad odds, gone forever
This bitter memory is but a sweet melody
Swaying in the wind of ephemeral harmony
Harbinger of a whilom bleak symphony
Whispers from the void call me to pay my due tithe
But before that happens I'll write and writhe
Leave a stain on this wretched futile fight
Set free the thoughts from the mind's cloak
Only then shall my soul break its yoke
Ready to be back in hell out which it broke
Shall this journey come to fruition at last
This agony of the eternal misery will end fast
Until then just revel in what's left to rust
Keep drowning sorrows in the alluring liquid
The penultimate request, need not be paranoid
In the end all there is returns to the void
