A ghastly shadow on a path
Retracing relics of the old
Former happiness in shapes
Of tombs that stood here long ago
Barren, gnarled and terrible trees
That crest the sky and drape the moon
Entangled web and fallen leaves
Are cut among misshapen weeds
Thorns grasp the surface
And gnaw into skin
I’m pierced by a hundred wounds
Meager offerings
Of blood and bone are shed
A starlit night of woe
Looming overhead
Earth and stone upon the hill
The headlands form a hearth
Ancient sounds begin
A siren song alluring forth
As the pilgrimage unfolds
Nothing more to give or take
The secrets of the flesh disclose
Atonement in blood
Kaleidoscopic
Vortex of phantasmal
Images rising in smoke
Witchfire glowing
Behind broken faces
Shrouded and festooned
Into monstrous shapes
Disbelief in wide eyes
Grim is the scene
Reprieve will not come
Forever meek
Shadow’s been cast now
Left to weep
Whats drawn can't
Be undone
Can't be unseen
Blissful and blinded
The mind and the maddening
Sanity diminish
In smoke
