Lament of the Lost Ones

We have become what we once feared

Lost Ones

The sightless the faceless
The lifeless the soulless
We wander the wastes of the void
And silent spaces between stars
Searching for something
Something lost to time
And memory

We exist as shadows
Mere fragments of what once was whole
What once was good
The fires within us died æons ago
And yet we endure
Broken blackened
Torn and tormented

There are some things worse
Than death
To live forever

No

We live not
We are but collections of memories
Still clinging to each other
We are formless dust
We are soundless echoes
Nameless shades

A chorus of anguish
And sorrow
Heard by none

Less than
Nothing