Eyes of grey of those undead,
Cursed within the darkened night,
Vast fields of death forever shadowed,
By restless mists of ever lost sight.

Silent cries of icy draughts,
Through hollow illusory visions,
Of hearts and memories loving and dreaming,
Now captured within their own dusty prisons.

Unsure of all, their own existence,
Doubting they’re even here,
Shadows seep right through their unsighted souls,
Their last dream killed by that sorrowful tear.

 
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