Who Haunts the Haunter - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

They left the trail where the twisting vines divide earth’s surface into facets

of space-time

Faint glows trace the star fields into violets

Titus groans as a dying sun dissolves into impermanence

Fading strains of disconsolate design

Humans scarred into patterns abound, she merges with a pyre of sound

Where nothing exists, where nothing breaks the silence

Therein lies the haunted one

Hid in the shadow of base desire

Therein lies the haunter

From there I walked on, void of direction or memory, the voice of the conjurer

I had become faltering aimlessly

Crepuscule evening songs of childhood

Gaia holds the dying sun and lifts it from the firmament

Divested of the flames that gave it life

Newly reborn the pattern resolves and the star fields drift and the sunlight

dissolves

Into ashes ground from the passages of cypher

Therein lies the haunted one

Hid in the shadow of base desire

Therein lies the haunted one

Here to reclaim its stolen eyes

Therein lies the haunted one

Therein lies the haunted one

Hid in the shadow of base desire

Therein lies the haunted one

Here to reclaim its stolen eyes

Therein lies the haunted one

Hid in the shadow of base desire

There lies the haunter