the eves close
the heart slows
the pain begins

the darkness consmes the mind of forsaken
the will of reality fades the truth is reviled
tears of the gods encapsulate the mighty soul

smile on the face
the heart stops
the pain intensifies

the thoughts of the bittersweet memories rise once more
reflecting unto the morbid memory of the lost
remebering the icy touch

screaming the chaotic soul falls down
the flame of pain at its climax
the sounds cease to play hearing nevermore

The icy crystal of candlelit corpse returns to his mind
the forceful feeling the ice preserved flesh of the lost
the peaceful silence the painless look returns to mind
looking upon the corpse of the peaceful guardian lost long ago

screams turn to laughter the pain dies down
feeling leaves the flesh
understanding touch's the mind

the white hot tears remembered the sorrowful comsumption of loss
remembering it all the pain is forgotten
knowing that with the stories passed down his immortality obtained
the darkness had no power

one last laugh and the body lays silent evermore
the lost returning unto freedom forevermore
deaths peace and healing restored unto the chaotic soul evermore