Deep in the bowels of slumber,
i'm pulled from sleep's disdain.
Awakened to a dreamstate,
where the moon burned bright as day.

A deathning silence,
and all went black....

Under the veil of twilight cast,
her flesh turned cold as ice.
The one who hunts my soul with fear
torn from me, the center of my very heart.

Clad in strange shadows, a bitter spell was cast.
Motionless as her essence was swept away,
to where flesh can not reach....

"A bitter, icy void of nothingness....
What but despair is left for me?"