The world is dead
The eyes are shut
The angels are gone
The life is lost
The skin is cold
The love is hidden
The word Is death
.
The smell of dying flesh is everywhere I look. Ghosts are watching the body rot 'till it's gone. I hear the whisper of a soulless world falling to my thoughts. The guild is proud. The job is done. Or so they thought.
.
What's eternal only transforms
What's been alive will never go
What's gone will come again
"What's dead may never die"
And what has died
Will forever live
.
But the ghosts
The ghosts are blind
The ghosts are deaf
The ghosts know not to be
The ghosts are real
If not
They would not be ghosts.