As I watch the cold sky in the night
I see no stars but the scars carved in the snow white
Torn open, I can not not not fight
Otherworldly summonings
Necromantic nights
Promises turned into blood and fears
As the grimoire burst into flames and tears
I was told you’d be by my side
I was told I would see the sun again
Lost my fight, no sun, no guiding light to show my final burial site
My grave, no monuments here
In the dark, I hear them grind
No one’s there
It’s in my crooked mind?
I feel the change inside my veins
Bones cracking, dislocating
The letters, red like a rose, as the final lines I compose
Before I fall into the darkened solstice
And embrace the dusk and dawn
Rigor mortis
I was told you’d be by my side
I was told I would see the sun again