A cheering light
I've never seen
My days are bleak

Sans the serene

These ancient walls

I never left
From balming sleep
I've been bereft


Solitude has always been my lot
Cobwebs and shadows, rats and old toads

How long I dwell in here I seem forgot
In smell of ages gone and putrid moats


There is bitter comfort
In my ways that have no sun
Through ruins of decay I hunt

I am the eidolon

I linger on old graves

I exist unseen
The outcast and the wretched spawn
- I am the unclean


For in one night
I touched the cold

And polished glass
Thus had insight


A fiendish ghoul of gruesome shape and view
Stared at me in fright and awe
But once I took a closer look I knew

The dreadful horror - my self I saw...

There is bitter comfort

In my ways that have no sun
Through ruins of decay I hunt
I am the eidolon


I linger on old graves
I exist unseen

The outcast and the wretched spawn
- I am the unclean


I feast upon the beauty
Of things that others shun
In netherworlds and crypts I dwell

- I am the alien one

I wallow in the old world

In things that they condemn
Through solitude and shadow
- The outsider I am