Sorrow, the tempest weeping ever so weakly,
familiarities- dreaming of a dream.
Anguish, the earth-shaking pain- so obliquely,
insularities- binding trapped scream.
Shade- Your face in reflection, the memory; gone.
Wandering misconceptions, who are you?
Wraith- Come to drag me away, bring me to Charon
dredging the waters soul, behold bugaboo.
Drowning in our decent to Hell, see it's light.
Shining bright it seems to kill us with smog.
You're our holy statue of crumbling tripolite,
blowing back in the wind the character is fog
Today is now, welcome our pariah's cloud.
In our final moment we will reveal the shroud.