To The Double Dark

Keep on drifting to your way,

hell in you

not

in me.

Close that ruined door

behind me.

Just

here dies

A cursed cycle of thunders

within a two-faced

tomb of feigned sleep.

You,

wicked shadow,

casted from the past,

haunted,

haunting

my nightmares

and brilliant proud

You,

non-shaped

darkness,

on your knees

I shall give to you

the last scream

torn

free

and fully poisoned.