Keeper Of Oblivion

Your old abandoned house
By the cemetery stench of dead land
Old gray walls with cobwebs
In the corners and endless rustle of rats
You wander through the alleys of cemetery
Like a shadow of a dead man
Your mind left you long time ago
You're in a hell of eternal darkness

Delusional mumbling emanates
From your stinking mouth
Remains in your mind filled
With nightmare visions
Creatures in ragged shrouds
Pull their rude, terrible hands to you
They come from the world of eternal suffering

A penetrating cold wind
Rips your tangled, dirty hair
Old trees bent with groan to the graves
You see the suffering restless souls
Eternal sorrow, eternal reconciliation
Before oblivion and inevitability