night glistening black,
shining great demise,
showing us what we all lack,
and what our souls despise.
the farther we fall,
until we reach the dark abyss,
through the slime we crawl,
to find what no longer exists.
the damp cavern of the mind,
is a strange and twisting maze,
tring to procure whats been enshrined,
that sets the heart ablaze.
