Slow steps on a desolated road,
all is quiet and dark,
unknown fear as my back shivers
and my skin turns red.
Wind, cooling it blazes,
cold, warm, cold, so on and on.
Vague shimmering lights in the distant
saying perhaps a welcome home
or a wrecked dungeon, for this
I do not know ,
braveness must guide me.
A glisten in the dark,
a familiar face, my best friend,
perished a long time ago,
but now ... not even a sign
of decay.
Illusions, memories of past nightmares.
My lungs scream, sanity has not been given
to me. With an agonizing delight
my slumberous feet march on, the blood
on the cloth, covers the guilt,
the stench awakens the mind.
Drained in demon tears,
it will never leave,
as the pain, remained
just the same, after the faithful
moment of reality, shattering
every dream and
silver filled my eyes.
Tonight I'll die alone.