And in walks a figure 
                 entrancing to the eyes 
                 encased in darkness but 
                  with a silver sliver of light 
                   shining forth like fire 
                  from the bowels of hell. 

                 Coming to show you 
                   your path 
                 through the mangled plain
                 that life has become. 
                 The salvation of the 
                 withered soul. 

                 The corpse 
                 that walks into your plane  
                 of existence 
                 Floating
                 A Coal Black suit and   
                 gray eyes 

                 Fettered to the darkness 
                               like a 
                                moth 
                                to the 
                                flame. 
                                            
           Once was only a ragged subsistence