In dreary dark, my anguish finds
brief solace from the light
With vacant eyes I look behind
past haunting wearied sight
My heartache burns a gaping hole
denying what the Reaper stole
My heartache burns
My heartache burns
Flames searing my immortal soul
In dreary dark, my anguish finds
an empty, wanton blight
Embraced by stone destruction grinds
my heart’s internal plight
My sadness reigns in misted haze
bereft, bedraggled memory frays
My sadness reigns
My sadness reigns
Escaping to forgotten days
In dreary dark, my anguish finds
tears dieing in the night
Like clockwork metal cogging winds
to the hour of our fight
Those words, my last - mire stark regret
grieving thoughts yearning to forget
Those words, my last
Those words, my last
“I hate you!” screams a heavy debt
Silver trophy winner
Honorable mention
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