Bleak rays falls between
the doors of the Great Tree
With a single open eye
I can see his blackness
Now I am awake,
conscious and prepared,
I smell the scent of dirt
The obscure shade is watching
Long forgotten spirits gather
Waiting to surpass this world
They’ll now be the judge
Linking my soul to the roots
It’s trying to pull me down
with a cold hug with strong hands
It scoffs giving me a crown
of a barren and tainted realm
Heavier than chains of stone
are the feelings of my guilt,
eating my lungs and heart
like a raging wild vulture
Long forgotten spirits gather
Waiting to surpass this world
They’ll now be the judge
Linking my soul to the roots