To The Dying Sun
Myridian
Blinded by the dark
Imprisoned by the night
Internal fire gone cold
Hope cast from my soul
Pale lies the mist
Clouding my eyes
Bereft of sleep's embrace
No heed to my silent cries
Staggering through a black haze
The rain, a curtain of cold grey
A fell day, no hope for the 'morrow
Drowning 'neath my veil of sorrow
Despair haunting my waking hours
In silence so cold
Mourning all I've ever known
Left to hunger, alone
Shadows beyond my sight
Respite beyond my reach
Gasping for air to breathe
Drowning in my own grief
I wander these woods
Their grace, my solace
Shade under falling leaves
Naught but a hollow peace
The morning light wavers
Faintly through the trees
My burden never free
As darkness surrounds me
Staggering through a black haze
The rain, a curtain of cold grey
A fell day, no hope for the 'morrow
Drowning 'neath my veil of sorrow