Labyrinthious is this gaze
that stares from behind
it followed me until here
like an old god

Like vesanious misanthrope
I wander through these lifeless fields
screams of the over-dead around again
I am no longer neath the stars

I have been here before...

In this land of witchery
impaled corpses and voices raise
in here I became
the wraith that follows me

Into oblivion fogs