Beholder of Lies

Time distorts the visage in the window Weak, fading glimpses of moments gone Hollow gray corridors echo the aloneness Silence forever the introspective nightmare The gods damn your infernal persistence An endless vortex growing in power Never again, gone but not forgotten Seer of truth is the beholder of lies And doomed to dwell In the pit of dark despair Existing between the realms of life and death In the truest sense I am in hell The only mercy is that someday I will die