Onyx Through the Heart

Oh, wretched heart still beating anguished No flame inside be found, a weathered tomb And its pillars cold Black the dagger stabbing, black the river Where the waters drowneth Where the waters called me home I deflect the light of a bastard sun And its growing shade within me Consuming and feral, set free To the night without return The first and last of my kind once thought lost I sleep and feel the spirit song surround As I wake to die Mourn not the еnd, but the endless And thе snow-stained Scarlett, drained of soul For this curse bleed my own everlasting life Once my reflection pale and mortal Like portraits faded and torn Of distant autumn funerals To the night I must return The first and last of my kind, a ghost Called from slumber to rise Still, a spirit song surrounds me as I beg to die With onyx through the heart To the night without return Mourn not the end Mourn the endless soul Freed from this world I die the fuck alone

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026