Onyx Through the Heart

Oh wretched heart still beating anguished

No flame inside be found, a weathered tomb

And its pillars cold

Black the dagger stabbing, black the river

Where the waters drowneth

Where the waters called me home

I deflect the light of a bastard sun

And it’s growing shade within me

Consuming and feral, set free

To the night without return

The first and last of my kind once thought lost

I sleep and feel the spirit song surround

As I wake to die

Mourn not the end, but the endless

And The snow stained Scarlett, drained of soul

For this curse bleed my own everlasting life

Once my reflection pale and mortal

Like portraits faded and torn

Of distant autumn funerals

To the night I must return

The first and last of my kind, a ghost

Called from slumber to rise

Still, a spirit song surrounds me as I beg to die

With onyx through the heart

To the night without return

Mourn not the end,

mourn the endless soul

Freed from this world

I die the fuck alone