Echoes leaving traces
Of that life we all knew
That filled us, overflowing,
With this thin, dark liquid,
Dripping from familiar places.

--OWN, --OWN, --OWN

Wishes of sleep elude
As we all begin to fear,
What has come for us
Is not real, but is just
Our own mind in a form so crude.

--ARK, --ARK, --ARK

Solace, from our friends' senses,
cannot end this grimacing demon
or it's quest to eat us whole.
Waiting in nothing but silence.
Holding our breath as muscles tense.

--ETH, --ETH, --*ETH