Abyss (Chalice)

Immutable, in mists of gold beyond this Acheron How grandiose the touch will be when each caress is gone How bitter rests bereavement on the souls of those bereaved Funereal our lust, through an eternity conceived This grim fa§ade of misery we never chose to share Do not the spineless crumble when their backbone isn't there? Tomorrow they will rise to find these remnants on the dew And realize with downcast eyes the guilt they never knew The dawn shall bring what lies beyond the shadows of our dreams An end to misconceptions through a tragedy it seems Alone we strive to greet the night as fates' benign embrace Seduces from a sanctuary beyond the life we face A love to curse this loveless earth, a weakness in a portal To humankind we bid farewell and thus retreat ... immortal