Monday, March 5, 2012

Isola dei Morti

Metamorphosis begun
The cocoon broken
The shell lost
They lived now they do not
None who visit ever depart
But they do not seek to return
Their journey is complete
The silent epitaph is mourning
Solitude amongst the passed
The journey's end
The quiet peaceful path
The dead sleep without dream
Forgetting the sorrows of their day
All those who enter escape the wrath
Found in the hellish fires of existence