Led away by that one tone
Past the secret  places of time
Is the reflection of your end, Let these things be.

The dark seduction of your senses invites you
To stay in this place lost to time.
And the tone that carried you here will make the flames dance,
Giving way to an ecstasy of deep confusion as you slip away.

To this end, to death that swiftly runs clothed in lies and illusions
The end of dreams

Like the stars alight in the void
Where the shadow cannot fall, but yet is present
You are trapped in this eternal dream.

You, who play sensually with reality in this world.
The end of dreams

Wonderous voices alight upon your ears, spinning tales of deceit
Into the fading fires and light melded by spirits
Hide in the corners of the illusion.

In the time which night will no longer visit
That glowing tone sails away, fades away

Disappears beyond memory.
Where the shadow cannot fall, but yet is present
Trapped forever in this eternal dream.

To that place unknown you travel, beyond even the fading tone
This is the reflection of your end, Let these things be.


Written by Seregmoth