Obsidian

I don't think I can lift my hand

From this painting so gray

Where every path leads to pain

Where an eternal night steals every shape

At my feet

Lie the wounds

The dismal stones

Will the mist be my shield

In the places where I can't see

Fall, obsidian night

Fall and devour me

Fall obsidian night

Fall and devour me

Fall obsidian night

Leave your wide shadows on me