I grasp my lantern tight and close to my freezing heart
I burn myself within and outside, hoping it'll start
My love has been severed torn and split apart
Thus I return to this creating fantastical and lyrical art
I am neither warrior nor hero i'm but simple and craven
Constantly searching for my happiness, for my own haven.
I accept my darkness my snake my wolf my raven
I laugh to myself while I walk a path with suffering laden
The lantern I hold smothers yet give births to shadow
The stars shine above me as I walk in this meadow
It's blossoming with life, yet I can see that it's hollow
For it is like me constantly waiting for tomorrow
I feel the soft and crumbling matter under my feet soil
Starlight bounces off me like I'm covered in metallic foil
It seems like only my light can guide me while I stumble and toil
within the confines of my physical body and the mortal coil