What I've become will never show
As death shrouds my soul
A dead leaf in the autumn wind
That mimics a careless stroll
For I am still at bay
Neither alive nor dead
Blinded as I stare
Oh how I long to join them there
A thousand tears and a thousand hours
In a tomb never blessed
Contorted limbs reach the clouds
To shadow my limbs at rest
Utterly old, bleak and cold
Like a ghoul vaguely heard
Although my vision is crystal clear
My sight seems all blurred
Let my path be sacrosanct
Ohhh sacrosanct
Eternal black and sacrosanct
worlds
within
wicked
white
where
twists
turmoil
through
there
stroll
still
thousand
silence
shall
shadow
seems
death
vaguely
tears
found
although
darkest
vision
contorted
screams
clouds
blurred
blinded
invites
darkness
limbs
autumn
brave
utterly
crystal
eternal
alive
careless
bleak
black
ahead
neither
stare
sacrosanct
shrouds
close
sense
dream
bless
blessed
mimics
clear
myself
because
nocturnal
become
words
extol
reach
sight
forever
guide
ghoul
utter
never
heard
immense
hours
light
mirror
night
opens
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