As a ghost in my own ruins, I am the everlasting vigil, A dormant energy lurking in the dark Awaken by the presence of life. I become the illusion of absence, The strange chill echo, The everlasting dark and filth, The eternal cobweb... I own all life over this door And soon all the bones will be undistingable... Just assorted remembrances covered by dust And forgotten by time... I OWN ALL LIFE...