Enthrope

Remnants of a dead soul
Imprisoned in mine
Synodic periods spent
Possessed inside
Screams of a ghoul
Siren calls to glide
Out of this faint woe
To the immoral side
Immersed in nothingness
There's no morning light
In this realm I have built
In universe mute and blind
Stars of Nhagrad
Shine blue forevermore
Remains of purity
Torn apart and left behind