A rupture in silence, stolen peace
Uninviting brightness signalling my release
Unshackled, torn from where I lay
Involuntary I enter the fray

I present thou my mere body and soul
Unbeknownst this presence shall take its toll
Overwhelmingly consumed, sworn to cherish
Inevitably destined to once again perish

Carve the canvas, paint the way
Defiant to thy bidding, led astray
Cast adrift where echoes wane
Cursed to orbit fear and pain

Wounded and struggling to retrace
Attempts to rekindle, efforts to replace
Futility lies beneath the dark glare of despair
One shall not walk this dreadful path, I swear

The forsaken now seek to guide
Where many had fallen and tried
The adept stand as stronghold where one should falter
A last and valiant attempt for fate to alter

Inexorable strife lurking from the uncharted rift
Once more, my soul I lay as gift
In brittle armor I stand before thee, ghost
And plead to take me off this tarnished coast

Sink where time no longer weighs
Fade into the quiet haze
As the echoes draw a conclusion to the trail of shattered stone
In the moment of reckoning all will be reduced to dust and bone

Now the echoes draw their final breath
All is dust, yet what defines death?