Lost in loneliness, drenched in guilt
The Dark Road stretches out.
The black wind swirls around my soul
And fills my heart with doubt.
But I must take the Dark Road
And leave the light behind.
To banish all my demons
And cleanse this foetid mind.
I see my tortured victims
They're scattered all around,
Their gaping mouths scream curses
But I don't hear the sound.
They crawl upon each other
In vain attempt to flee.
Their souls are in the devil's hole,
And he won't set them free.
An incandescent Jester
Performs his ritual.
He gathers in his harvest,
To send it back to hell.
I struggle on regardless,
The Dark Road out ahead,
My clothing now in tatters,
From the grasping of the dead.
A Hag steps out in front of me,
Enquiring whence I'm bound?
I say I seek the Devil's lair,
And ask her where it's found?
She tells me I have far to go,
But she can take no part.
That if I'm earnest in my quest,
To look inside my heart..........
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Owain Glyn
