THE VOID

THE DARK ENDLESS PRISON
TRAPS ALL
NO SOUL WANDERS FREE
THE PRISON HAS NO BOUNDARIES,
THEY SAY.
ENDLESS IS THE ROLLING
NO DEATH BUT DECAY
FACES CAN’T BE SEEN
VOICES NOT HEARD
ONLY DARK SHADOWS
WALKING SILENTLY DOWN THE PATH.
THE EMPTY VOID GROWS
WHERE LIFE ONCE GREW
THE PATH VANISHES
AS WE WALK.
EVERY SHADOW A BROKEN LINK
WE ROLL THE STONE
AND WAIT ENDLESSLY,
FOR THE LIGHT.