Devil Sold His Soul

Dawn's tired eyes make shadows the day's first casualty
as you lose my eyes again, you fell too short, everything has changed
my trust fades
I cannot see the sun
first light never to be seen again
as I come to terms with another death of a close past
the final straw of a drawn out hate, well I unfold
half light arcs across the pavement, leaving it dull
the highest clouds on the edge of space converge,
I’ll do this on my own