My soul seeps into the arid soil I purify in the ichor below The bottomless wells Of buried dreams and forgotten years A eulogy of portraits damned Painted in blood and tears A vestige of words unspoken And lost stories left untold Of what could have been And what shall be no more Streaks of crimson cascade Through the oaken shadows peer Light my endless quest Down the halls of dismal drear As the moonlight mirrors the sea I gaze into a reflection cold and still The stars above rain upon my lifeless flesh And release me beyond the world at last My soul seeps into the arid soil I purify in the ichor below Open the ethereal gates Lure me to my longed rest Pierce my hollowed heart Bless me and be my death