Agalloch

It was when I realized
that life has no meaning
no purpose, no quarry
...no answeres...
And all the dreary night
that had befallen across
the land
I slipped into a revery
a web of human hand
You longed to soar up high
to caress the silky winds
to embrace and kiss as lovers
...the ether...
but fate with cursed hand
has struck wretch apon your head
this wretch has been the day
you were born (human)