Solar Lament

These streams weave an inner mass of time
no sun escapes
Now then as if attachment to this life 
is cut down and washed away
Could be my one last chance to fly
to pass and fade
Lift me now up to the starlit skies
I cannot stay

The wolves cry far outside
to mark my blackest day
The call of the great beyond
is just a heartbeat away

Find myself stopped at the cellar doors
a glow of red
"Forgive me goddess of these halls,
but this curse has left me dead"
"Please grant my passage into the den
of peace and grace"
"This life has left me scorched in ruin
I will not bereave this space"

The wolves cry far outside
to mark my blackest day
The call of the great beyond
is just a heartbeat away