In this desolate cold world, I am forsaken
I stand alone in the depths of despair
A hidden portrait
A ceaseless wonder of time
Forbidden realm of dreams
Will I ever become one with such place?
Starlit skies smile upon me
Seeping matter pulsates
Beneath dark soil
I awaken
A sacred rite
From which I rise
As the suns rays die
And my wings no longer fly
Desperate I flail in the nothingness
Held down, anxious, with no breath
Consciousness fades away
All light disappearing as day shall never break
The opportunity has come and gone
Feelings of bliss see no dawn
Forthcoming displeasures so great
Here, I meet my fate
Beneath dark soil
I awaken
A sacred rite
From which I rise
The turning season
To return
The dark is waiting
I, shall, perish
