Insipid hour I dread your looming call
Condemned waiting for thee inside this cell
My days will end when finally I fall
Down the abyss as summoned by your knell

In life the mornings ever found me bright
An endless optimist of no reproach
So how I fear your vast and empty night
My mind asunder doomed at your approach

I beg a dream to fill the lonely void
To reach inside to see beyond the veil
Yet even sweetest dreams are still devoid
Compared to morning light they shine so pale

Consciousness fails, my soul is yours to plunder
Until the morning saves me from deep slumber