1 October 2012
Until I'm before the gates Of the graveyards trinkets
The rusted metal Releases a moan Small crunches 'neath my feet I'm still unknown
Creep quietly Staring at each headstone Faded and old Like the bodies it owns
Place myself In front of my dead lover Soulless Hidden under covers
Full, illuminious The moon glances down Then is trapped once more Under the masking cloud
Sit upon my sisters Flowers long dead But her teddy bear remains Right by her golden head
A sorrowful home Filled with tears and honour I had tried my best To be her saviour
A thinning out As I stand with bloodshot eyes I'll never forgive myself For revealing her disguise
Walk tall and strong Still creeping low Shan't be caught Visiting my sister alone
A shattering creak The gate protests my leave Tears fall, I disappear deep in the fog So my sister shan't see
Although, to you She's long gone Our long misty journey Has just begun
Our Long Misty Journey • Opuss № I