Well of Despair

I feel like I'm falling, falling into a well of despair <br/> Bringer of disease, a bringer of vengeance<br/> I feel nothing for, the ghosts that now surround me <br/> Spitting forth the bile that is my hatred<br/> <br/> The ghosts of this world, how their screams sound just like whispers<br/> Wailing forth and whimpering on<br/> Surrounded by the light of the killing moon<br/> Forever asleep and never living<br/> It's never ending<br/> <br/> I feel like I'm passing, passing into another plane <br/> Victim of disease, a victim of vengeance<br/> I feel nothing for, the ghost that I've become <br/> Swallowing the memory of who I once was<br/> <br/> The ghosts of this world, how their screams sound just like whispers<br/> Wailing forth and whimpering on<br/> Surrounded by the light of the killing moon<br/> Forever asleep and never living<br/> It's never ending<br/> <br/> Their eyes are nowhere<br/> Their eyes can not be seen <br/> It's like staring into darkness<br/> With a vapid sense of being<br/> Feel the cold as it strangles your throat<br/> They are out there<br/> A frigid knife of ice in the back<br/> They are nowhere<br/> <br/> The ghosts of this world, how their screams sound just like whispers<br/> Wailing forth and whimpering on<br/> Surrounded by the light of the killing moon<br/> Forever asleep and never living<br/> It's never ending

Submitted by Warbringer — May 10, 2026