To the deep corners of my mind,
we lose all sight and sound.
Reasoning is
not found beyond
this decaying place of

old. We have become lost, my love,
and there is no turning
back. Pray for help
as we fight for
escape from my demons.

Fear and hunger linger in the
dark, as we run from screams
and pray for hope.
God is dead here,
Leaving the Devil to

roam free. I’m sorry my dearest,
but I have fallen so
far, that I am
damned. Save yourself,
and forget this dark night.