Beyond the North I slept, caressed by the pale I dreamt My translucent tears eclipsed by a myriad of wings Though hidden from the sun I was burned Blinded by what eyes were not meant to see I saw the dawn of an endless night I saw the moon chasing the sun I saw the frost cover white wings I saw the goat eating the lamb Through curtains of darkness an infinity rejoiced As I was but a knot on this tapesty Choking on my own sorrow I dug deeper into my veins Under starless fields I grinned A cheerful smile granted by this dismal vision As the great Babylon would fall under a storm on damnation These brooding clouds of melancholy would never part And I would stand in the midst of it all laughing This desolate world leaving me whole Flurries my only blanket I went back to sleep Nor light nor goodness would ever touch me again