Images of fear and longing drifting into view
This must be the unconscious ceremony to beyond
The cat is crying, and the volume of the Telly heightens the darkness
Coverings mesh into one as the body plunges into nothingness.
Outside, the sun and the moon collide to breed the faces of the past
One by one the haunted pay their respects with warnings to bear.
There will be a journey for one with no return
Take what you may and leave what you sought
Rise into the night and flicker like the stars,
Awake to the sleep that carries you on
When the morning comes the light will blind you
Forsake it and look to the winds
It will carry you there.