Padding feet upon the sand
Seeking out the trailing thread
Following the strange new land
Beyond the waters of the dead.

The oceans silent, cold and dark
Part for those who fear not harm
Gleaming stars, pale and stark
Lend their pallid, leading charm.

They pave the way for those to come
Show the lost souls where to go
Give light to those who have none
And curse the day in voices low.

Those who wander, those who fall
Brave enough to seek the shore
The wonders of this land enthrall
And capture with enchanting yore.

Dawn calls many home again;
I have just returned from there.
The land of bitter waters deep
Calls those with dirges dark to bear.

For the burdened, for the weak
The dark of sleep is always home
Ever returning, come to seek
The reprieve absent from the dawn.

Monsters crawl up from the shores
Storm-tossed skies betray the world
Born between the victim's sores
Far beyond horizons hurled.

This world I visit every night
And you may too, betrayed by fear
Trading horrors for your light
*The things we do, imprisoned here.