He walks a path
Covered in shadows
Risen fog blurring
No turning from the way
Careful steps upon ice
Blackness looming outward
Unsure of each step
Fallen angels plummet
Rising demon laughter
Blood drips from eyes
Along his alabaster features
To fall ever further
Into the spiral of his mind
Sinking into this oblivion
He soars to his end
Pushed from the edge
