Returned from a hibernal dream

Voices fell like marble

No longer by my side

Gone, all that would linger



Ripped from my embrace

Melinda reflected in shafts

Red line round her neck

Met the earth in silence



White face, haggard grin

This serenity painted death

With a halo of bitter disease

Black paragon in lingering breath



Saw her fading, blank stare into me

Clenched fist from the beautiful pain



Darkness reared its head

Tearing within the reeling haze

Took control, claiming my flesh

Piercing rage, perfect tantrum

Each and every one would die at my hand

Choking in warm ponds of blood

At last, weak and torn I went down

Drained from strength, flickering breath



Came with the moon

The wayward in conscious state

Flanked and barred in destiny's end

Underneath with hope in laches

Swathed in filth, any would betoken

Starlit shadows on the wall

Finally there to collect me

From the bowels of sin