Behind those silver linings,

Hidden-Those grey shades,

Of the soul;

Dipped in the darkness;

As they flow out from that;

Unlit cavern; studded on to the,

White Infiniti; As the soul inks

The buried tale to set itself free;

Nevertheless; The epoch's mystic,

Burn the tale into ashes;

Ushering the grief soul;

To unravel the world unknown;