I swoon as I ascend this lifeless body
Thoughts perish as I pass between worlds,
Confused I direct my eyes, perchance to see...
With sorrow I remember lost surroundings,
The taste of wonder collapsed to solemnity,
Meanings fade and wither in my unholy tomb
<br /> My abudance being my only regret,
Brighter than life yet infinity damned,
To be or not is no longer any question!
I bid welcome to the realm of conception
Unable to realise my bleak surroundings,
The further I reach, the darker I shine,
And nothing else reveals...

Exposing my force to swirling void,
Outstretched hands of no avail,
I yearn for none of this cold desolation
As I transcend my present state
Images of my former existence,
Return again to tease my being
I see despondency from my only portal...

Through helplessness I find security,
This conciousness is neverending...
As my minds eye twists into ecstasy
All is dark and dismally blessed...
In this castle I am lord,
And here I shall reign forevermore,
Tomorrows dreams... Sleep perchance to dream!