eternal, dark

Last night

I dreamt about dying

good night, sleep tight

there was nothing all around me

but I was conscious

good night, sleep tight

sweet dreams, baby

see, nights have been created

to accustom us

to eternal darkness

that will come

soon

gwynnbleidd

Gwynnbleidd.

two thousand miles away

he walks upon the coast

his milk white hair

like a storm

his yellow eyes

as yellow as a wolf’s eyes

his face and his back

a constellation of scars

his steps

silent

there’s no sound

Gwynnbleidd means

the White Wolf

you seem so far and away

shout, scream

Shout

I am shouting while I’m looking on my fingers

Scream

I am screaming when I look into my eyes

Pain

it’s so painful to think about all those things

that ever happened to us

Shout

I wanna hear you shouting out your guilt

Scream

I wanna hear you screaming our names

Pain

I want you to feel that pain

that  you caused

and that will never go away