The sun has set,the moon has fled
and the stars refuse to stay!
The hope they one time gave to me,
is the dream of a by gone day.

As I filter into darkness,
I loose sight of my very soul!
Awash in the deafening silence,
I am even refused a toll.

Yet I rejoice in my mortality,
I welcome any slight reprieve,
for if it gives me nothing,
it is better than dreams deceived.