The Forlorn (Demigod)

Through horizon I am dreaming I sense the mourning of skies Desolate sands forming below me Mortals are gathered for the passing Smoke rises from the earthly past I hear the dirge of morning dusk I'm drifting into the beauty of darkness Black abyss of damnation Feel the grief that is eternal Solitude of darkest sorrow No illumination Misery holds me with an immense grip I fall into the beauty of darkness The forlorn Powers shall remain To seize with pain Eternity awaits me Horrors of misery But I never dreamt to be sane The forlorn