Mastiphal

Forest woken up by light so dim, broken with
A cry, your memory rubbing wistful modes
Away, far, away the whiles of doubt
Ingratitude's dream by wind uncovered
Out of night, out of mist
Blackness draining down your mind
And sky's becoming dark
The crack of dawn ages away
My thoughts hanging around
Everybody's gone and alone I stay
I'm not myself anymore, the walls around