This mind, frail from neglect
Derelict thoughts have left me in ruins
Absolute clarity non-existent
Drifting further down
The horizon blackening
The stench of the decrepit
All but consumes me
Incinerate the marrow
Blacken thine eye
Shrieks in the flame
Spirit of the hallow
Carved in lines
Drifting further down
Sacrificial bind
Of copious creation
Delineate the lead
From dualities might
To envy of the dead