Clawing through the dust of dead gods
I'll scatter my bones across the earth
Like endless shards of broken glass

Carving threnodies in the desert sod
Of your grandeur, my weakness
Stained palms and clouded sight
Maybe one day you'll come to find
The trail I hath left behind

Woven in relics of the wreckage I sire
By the frost of my dying breath
May it guide you under moonlit skies
Beyond the winds of death
To where my bloodied knees
Still lie bent for you

To where my poisoned heart
Still yearns for you
Upon seas of deafened ears
The emptiness of eyes
As the dark becomes

So silently shall I
Adornment of their waves
Banished in the tide
As idle shores grieve
So silently shall I