He Walked The Streets Of The Undead.
Before His Eyes Drunks Fell Into Their Graves
Beyond The City, Cemeteries
Dominated The Landscape.
The Bells Of Empty Churches Tolled Sadly.
Where Was He Going
Beyond An Imposed Self
No Longer Himself, To Create A New Self.
In Vain He Sought Answers To His Suffering.
Then Back To A Dark Sky And Flashes Of Lightning.
In His Insanity
He Traversed Plains In Search Of Salvation
For Himself And All His Kind