Wandering Through the Wood

Wandering through the wood
All trace of colour stripped
By the veil of darkness
Vivid shades of black and grey
Create a deadly atmosphere

The ferocious flame torch
Burns on into the night
A passionate soul
In the depths of nothingness
There is comfort and beauty here
An infinite plane
Seems to be in reach

What is humanity
What is civilisation
Is it nothing

A finite shell
Of futile mortality
In these depths of black and white
I am free