Marching toward vengeance beneath salvation’s veil, Seeking the love stolenBy a sword’s cruel blow. A doleful, wretched heartBelonging to a credulous mortal man. Does your shade not etiolateIn pursuit of what cannot be reclaimedTo reach our eternal flame? You’ve traversed your earthly planeAcross...

Every evanescent wink of exposure to dawn’s ascending sun is at once grievous and mollifying to the anguish of eternal life.  I have beheld the death of my kin until I became the sole remnant of my lineage.  I, who awaken every twilight to the torturous caterwauling of untold...