EPOV
I am the merry wander of the night
to be condemned without end, to spend a lifetime in my own prison.
Death eludes me with giggling, piercing illusions and darkness.
Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards, and seal the hushed casket of my soul.
Once I had the wisdom, but no strength; now I have the strength but no wisdom.
As I light a candle to cast a shadow
I put on the mask of deceit, let it be my coffin.
I shall retreat to the echoes of my mind and memories.
As I am ostracized from life or sanity,
I look inside myself for the horrors of my own heart and soul.
Heaven send hell away, as megrim plagues me.
To taste what will never be owned by me,
hold me now, for death rears its head at us all, laughing.
I shall forget my past to save my future,
even though death strikes at my soul, heedless of my prayers.
O! How greed eclipses beauty,
sing a requiem for me, to speak the irony of truth.
As I fall to death, pain becomes a rhino's bargain,
I cry for a million lives, but live only one.
My own heart sings the darkest of song for me,
for love has lost all faith in me.
I fear the end, the loss of feelings, to turn everything to darkness.
As the sky looks dead, I drown my fears, time becomes stale,
the mind sings, though at times it sings a dirge.
As I fall to one last breath let me say,
I shall forever hunger for love, and to see the real you.
And pride shall consume man, and before honor comes humility