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There is a dark and winding road

Through this night with no end

It’s carved into the ancient stone

A path of despair

A feast of dust for nourishment knows no form down here

The flesh made prison

A feeble husk with bones wrapped tight in porcelain skin

A stick made fortress

Frail blue supine, sink now into dream

The life in you subsides, Stygian dark revived

I beg now for the stars to shine upon me

The warmth of setting sun

I cling now to the shadows draped upon me

To the thick and stale air

I demand now that the stars shine above me

In all their cold bright glory

I detest how all the time you’d taken from me

Was spent living in a dream

I rise now, a pillar of smoke.

Divide and spread across the land

Behold my glory, kneel before me

The world made obsidian grave

Pale blue supine, sink now into dream

The life in you subsides, Stygian dark revived