In tombs I gather secrets in shadow I explain.
The torment creeps slow the agony dies with my reason.
Outside the winter's cover is a mask of frozen earth.

Hidden below it's surface  lie corpses of all I dare not
betray.
Towards emptyness I gather solice in
pain inwhich I find comfort.

Screams from the cellar  call's of  a return to sanity
I've  long since shut out.
We exist on level's mine is the one from which
there is no return.

In the snow many tracks cross tread far from mine.

When you scatter your truths you bury your reason.
Every word was a fracture she pained to meet my gaze.
It was then I knew the truths she had  denied.

We are but dreams void of thought.
Creatures seeking approval yet swimming in rejection.
Night I embrace you alone in thought.  

When pain is certain plessure must become
a nightmare for i feel nothing in the hours in which i write.
My hollow thoughts just a means to reflect reason.

Ive found friends are but a nice thought to which I cannot remember.
the end is near.

For within her eye's I see the face held close not my own.  
And the regret of a man standing befor her.
Sometimes the best path is one we walk alone.

Beneath the earth in tomb I lay trapped in night.
I hear the voices speaking yet cannot reply.
They mourn my death yet no not my living hell.

As I struggle to scream no words can I release.
I hear the words dust to dust yet I am alive.
I here the coffin begin its final journey into
its bed of earth.

And as I am erased from memory I am
slowley buired alive.
No one to hear.  Unable to move  I am but trapped within a shell
and burried within this cacoon of sering heat.

The air growing thin every breath burns my lungs.
Why can I not speak  why must I suffer?
I strain but no words do escape my throat.

In darkness I lay waitting wishing to slip into a final
rest to escape my burning torment.
Strangled slowley in the devils arms.

Death a promise yet a far off nightmare
from this hell in which I exist.
Blind in life and bound in death.

A tear escapes my eye leaving a trail down my cheek.
The last water i shall know of heat and salt.
My last vision of darkness and the emptyness
from which there is no escape.

I pray to at last embrace the words.                        
And understand the true meaning of.
                              Goodbye!