Darkness, the breath of lunar coldness
Supporting nothing, the weightlessness of mist
Engulfing the rotting remains of skeletal trees
Their bark, sloughing off and fertalizing
Death with death, one moment at a time
Time before time
The soil, its fragrance fitting
For the corpse that I am and always was
And always shall be
Now no sunlight shines in my domain
My labyrinth conceptualized by death - for death
And all these pathways lead to dead ends
Purgatory resetting its purge
Letting its thorns point to me, show me the way
Pierced and scarred, shedding this dead weight
Which ways us down, forever doomed to return
to the very matter that does not matter