A new dawn beckons
A new day to relinquish
All splendour's flown by

The dusk is nigh

Its presence is vast

It repels the sun, which graciously exits
To stage its death


Onwards and forth
So alive


Gently engulfing all that lives and dies
O stygian mirth
The dusk is nigh


It quietly exits to stage its demise
The pillow will play the guide

The horror, so alive

Onwards and forth

Towering
So alive


Like shapes they $$#emble
Tangible, sombre, amoral
In ceremonial silence, to observe and admire

The delights of helplessness, and remain
Perplexed, transfixed, in joyous awe


The horror, so alive