Nevermore shall cries call,
To beseech the sense.
Comprehension of past tense;
A future built to fall.

Sanctity of an Amen,
Reduced to ashes in the mouth.
Avian journey to the south;
Forgotten and forsaken.

Hours of the wake,
A forced opening to eyelids.
When sleep offers silence;
Who would not in comfort, partake?

Fruitless labouring,
A torch beside Jupiter's bolt.
A life never written whole;
Must need divine delivering.

Goddess help, come,
To the humblest.
Wipe the insanity so picturesque.
My veins, with it thrum.

In lieu of sanity lost,
She comes with obsidian price.
To the cursed man, thrice;
Forever branded by her cross.