The silver beauty of night fades
As darkness blankets forever
Clouds summoned by disarray
When beauty from night is severed
Bringer of the blackest blessings
Sound the knells of light's obsequy
Revealer of shadows within
Cast blank a sky marred by beauty
Howling winds flee from the north
Freezing closed night's gleaming eyes
Eerie melodies are flowing forth
To accompany these blackened skies
Into a skyless night
Where dying winds scream to me
Under a lightless moon
Beauty never again to be seen
A soft blackness
Encompasses me
A cloak of forgetfulness
Covering all i see
Bringer of the blackest blessings
Silence the knell's of light's obsequy
Mourning the vanished twilight
A descent into the abyss
Obscure and faceless
The semblence of oblivion exists.
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