Haven

Skin, wholly covered with cinder and coal, is withered
Blank, the Eye echoes the I
Matter and Void coalesce

Fall has unfold its cold bleak arms, then haven collapsed into ruins

Blame the speech to be blurred
Stygian veil upon Time
Rise! Rise ô wonder of thorns
Bleed the wretched, the core, the anchor

Fall has unfold its cold bleak arms then haven collapsed into ruins