The sole disciple

Of a forgotten faith

Buries the last survivor

In a fading soil



Bleeding black, I'm bleeding black

Wounded

A hope is falling apart

Beneath the sacred surface



Cracks in the eggshell

Called life

Still feasting on this solemn moment

Descending... to a narrow place



Fevered dreams

Inside this immortal asylum

Eternal yearning

And petrified emotions