Signatures

Signatures Dark days have nothing to lose But for their hearts' ageless darkness The evil signatures of malignant failures And the definite portents of the gruesome doom. Dark days have nothing to lose But for the promise of a trickle of light At the end of the proverbial tunnel The eerie stillness in the air, without as much as a breeze. Dark days have nothing to lose But for their murderous gory nothingness The smothered guilt of endless nightmares And the bottomless interstellar emptiness. Dark days have nothing to lose But for their cruellest Styxian poison-fangs And the vilest talons stained with the blood Of my innocent heart full of unentangled dreams.