Banished in Worlds without Light

When night has forever descended, I lie utterly soulless

Moths seek the flame as their grave
Reaching out for a rope to asphyxiate me
But time is still a curse, and home is where the sun dies
Abandoned
Strangled by the burden of life
Could there be a realm where nothing is eternity?
No breathing, suffocating, living, existing ...
I never pray; only decay
Realize that hope is a falsity
Death met rebirth and now there are no bright skies
The air still bleeds for you and I
Pain speaks for everything
My reason must be a faint lament
Living as a plague
In the dead of every season, the forest will hear my cries
Time is still a curse, and home is where the sun dies...