Ultha - The Seventh Sorrow

Shadows of blood have fallen all over the lands,
a festering fog with pale raven hair,
like ragged lips set against an unreachable end.
Carving hollow sockets from tired eyes,
erasing the chance of salvation from all choices made.
Through my most grievious faults I gave it life
with no intention of nurturing.
Yet it just takes and takes and takes.
It breathes, it sleeps, it rapes and follows.
It's the son I've abandoned, it's the daughter I've lost.
Embrace it, embrace me, not as it was, nor as it will ever be.
It seeks, it reaps, it tastes and swallows.
Hollow sockets, forking paths.
Find me shelter, I'll be right as rain.
In this dire night of violent immorality
I prize the things most as I lose them.