Per Te, Dante.

Dream...

Till now I thought of nothing

Seen by the creatures of the light

And I felt not lone, but overflown

Until then, could I fathom hope

They showed me sorrow

They whispered horrors

But only to inform me

Of what awaits down further

In my welcome

I was cast

As the creatures would not let me pass

As I stumbled upon the passage of the hidden mind

A blockade pushed me aside

Thrown too far from the lie

And then I realised, these beings would die

Not to see the endless stream

Of withered souls of many dreams

But to a land of nothing more

I must leave this

"Nevermore"

And as I'm escorted to the open wounds

My consciousness seems to seclude

The things I learned are all erased

To be replaced by modern hate

To be acknowledged by the fewer few

And to cherish this putrid pew

Only to be ashes to fuel the fire

And then burn out to honest liars

Oh, how they garroted my only sound

With barbed wire and piano strings

Cut me out from a vintage picture

To hold my name in shame

And settle my sorrow in molten chains.

Reality...

Three thousand years I roamed alone

Along the shores which I called home

I could not see what made me blind

Just sunburned rocks are all I find

I sit, I ponder

I waste...

There is no yonder

In my absent mind

I see a vessel float on by

I am greeted by a mute's visage

He welcomes me aboard

"Not to worry about this long voyage, your dried-out thoughts will expel the haunted mass"

I don't reply

I just let this fate unfold

As my body and soul

Along the Styx will float

I care not

Of my disturbed musing