Agate Stone Of Death

Tonight I stand at the agate stone of death
Among the moonlight it as is there nothing left
Once I could look upon the reflection of the mirror
Now all I see is the beast that mocks me in my ear

Laugh as he may behind, my sinister eyes
As another peace of death, wipes loving in my eyes
Once I was a selfless and unselfish lover
Now I look upon the beast that reflects as my twin brother

Should I be the beast that cries out in the night
Or surrender my soul to the peace of eternal light
As depression as placed a stake through my heart
Shall I weep among the shadows, as my essence slowly departs?

Weep not among the weeping willows
For even in darkness there is a tomorrow

Shall I face another day, or be consumed among the grey
My eyes are blue, but I feel dark, shall step beyond another day
Hoof prints echo in the dark, no wait sorry it my beating heart
If a was the beast no more, then to leave my corpse upon the floor

No longer weep you weeping willows
Without my soul, there is tomorrow!