What can be found in this death? A traitor's smile, the of betrayal
How comfort could be found in the dreariest of What solace for guilt-driven mind, heart? Two figures clinging together in fathomless dark In of despair dimming each other's shine
And of his blood runs like mine - kindred spirit to me But the gleam in his eyes remind of the one who is forever
When dreams carry me this life, to thin shrouding mist I rest in silence, in place lifeless and
are midwinter's nights as the will to live has died Evanescent the unwarming light, evoking of life Of the life long lost, buried in of love and joy
And half of his blood bleeds like mine - spirit, yet free But the gleam in his eyes abates for my shackles him too
What sublimity can be in this love? Weakling's trust, the moral of
There's no future for a son under burden of grief No leading to walk aside this ghost Two crestfallen clinging together in fathomless dark In maelstrom of despair suppressing the only shine
As the end is slowly looming our must now diverge Pressure easing, shackles unchained, uplifting
Beyond a weary league Where light gives birth to evening stars At the treelines of distant, woods Await my demons, embodying this
Better to sleep now on porch, find home on soil Brighter the sun to a forsaken child to a father in despair Disencumbered from grief with the most cruel way Deserted to be alone, abandoned to be