A hideous glow in the cerulean sky
A messenger; evil forebodes this dim twilight
A world for the soulless, callous, vacant lives
A void that God forgot ‒ a gift to the sleeping mind
He walks alone and the feral walk with him
A solemn presence unaware and an absent requiem
He despises those who suffer; those who are awake
This land shall remain in slumber; souls for him to take a nightmare in the devil's name
Now lost, they shall be lost forever
The lost will roam this wasteland
For what they seek cannot be found
There is no solace here
No hope from this forsaken, sour ground
This he knows; one fleeting thought
That at this moment he is naught
Never redeemed; Forever they rest
Forever their sleep; An infinite eclipse
Cursed is this silent world
A dream that has no end
Abandoned in the nil
Omitted from the blessed
Woe this gift to the sleeping mind
A feast for the ethereal
Paradise for the specters
An obscurity left in silence
Woe this gift to the sleeping mind
A feast for the ethereal
Eternally imprisoned in this barren illusion
Cognizance left a ghost
Forever they shall sleep
A paradise for the specters
An obscurity left in silence