Lose not thyself br In the void of apathy br That swallows br Thy feelings whole, br br And hungers br For the hearts of men br To hunt and stalk br Thy soul. br br For the withering br Into the pale grey br Of love consumed br And dead, br br Shall fall unto br That anguished state br Of soulless taint br And writhing dread. br br Yet, the hope once there br To rise above br To grace the hand br Of virtue fair br br Shall wander forever br without heart br Near the shores of dreams br And follied starts br br Nor will they ever walk br in the forgiving light br to see the shine of day br But always in their agony br br In that pale grey.