As we rot On yesterday's path Forgotten bridges over blackened rivers
Veins of life reaching out Trails end in yesternight's garden
We travel through the eclipse and reach the nostalgic dawn Falling asleep in the still wood The dead frond of thought, taken with the wind Imparts a requiem
O vile beauty With a lurid veil I heard your scream In that unearthly dream
O maudlin being Of mortal anguish An ardent desire Had lain within your mire