Vague...\m/...

The deep hollow grave,
Once dug it was,
To the morning glory it once shown,
Down upon my throne,
In the wake of a gentle calm,
Ride on the saddle that I mount,
Traverse the land by foot,
The sea by ship,
And the sky by wings,
To ride forth to the fountain of dreams,
Where I see myself flow with the streams,
Down once again it fell through the rocks,
It is where I lay to rot,
For I fall deep into the hollow grave,
A never-ending fall from my grace,
Shadow in the mist of vague,
Where everything was in vain,
Fade to black my demise is met,
In the hands of emptiness,
I lie there motionless...\m/...