Never to see the light.
Below the shattered surface
And into the cavernous abyss
I shy myself into thinking
That things may better themselves,
But come to find out, we live in a reality
Not a dream, nor a nightmare,
But something far worse, far more evil
And what thought to be gone—may not
On a dangerous night, never to rot
Away from the death and decay
May you find comfort, should you stay.
And rally the skeletons, on yet another day.
