Grief strikes me down To carry burdens, to feel The weight of consequence I reflect on the past Noise rings in my ears They whisper the sound Of another place Demonic presence Angelic nature Filth enters my mind I’ve seen the ending A thing of beauty You’ll be with me Foreverlong But this vision is a facade Something deeper Motive darker What did you see in your dream? Electric eyes, piercing my skin I could feel as if I was really there The air was humid and tough to breathe Couldn’t I see that this was the end? Nauseous haze, creeping fog Suffocates thy perception Witness terror in the eyes of God You’ve seen enough to determine the rest All that’s left are corroded nails A metaphoric residual theme