These are my last days My last dreams Unfamiliar stars shine In foreboding skies Soft rain taps lightly On my cold body Journey under the world Into dreams of mist Silent trees glowing in the moonlight Across shady groves Drifting through the valley Twisting, gnarled trees In forgotten woods Finding desolate stones Arches through walkways Beneath overgrown castles Haunting in the world of dreams Flying in the mists of trees Vines and stones veil them now Where labyrinths grew Loving and vibrant comes the light From behind the shining doors Laid within the antique wall I pass into the space I'm blending and bleeding into nothing Being with no one These are my last days My last dreams