Obsidian - Dirge

Shut eyes are haunted cells

Sharpen lids rip the shell

Release ghosts unto light

Switchblade fear bleeding dry

Obsidian recalls your beasts

Those hounds breaking into my sleep

Obsidian, will you give me

A missing part, an effigy

So would you come tonight?

Theres room enough in these dreams

But would you leave at dawn?

There’s no place for you in this realm

But night is a dagger

A knife held by many hands

A barrel aimed, a loaded gun

And hundred tongues licking the trigger