Images await by the absence of lightnnfalling further in, descending in my painnnthe presence of eevil remainsnnnow my body reeks of sweat, its drencheed with regretnnits cold and lame, my visions getting faintnnsearching deep within, nothing feels the samennmy spirit proceedsnndesperate to dodge the fear;nnmy mission is still uncleear;nndeciding on which way to steernnyour options will disappearnnnnbreath of doom obvious horrornntaste of blood, in holy firennwaste of slow decaynnfall way from your godnnmisled into false thoughtsnnshut out i hope you praynnnndesperate fortunes, unachievednnfollowed through in gross deceitnnthe result of misbeliefnnnnin the dark i'll wait counting the loss of timenndoes this mean i'm dead, is there no one i cannnfind the poison lies in my veins, broken bonesnnwill set so I still regret, the exception to relivenna wreck of a soul to you I give