Can you still remember the way I taste,
Seen beyond everywhere you've been within this place.
The silhouettes of dreams are the secrets that live within me,
Truth has been found by the tokens left as they see.
Those without time you have taken,
Things that linger are known by what they've stolen.
Mysteries of the Spirit World remain hidden,
I've always known about them and their skeletons.
Empathetic am I upon the final chapter,
Being identified as the lonely outsider.
Naked are we in our own confessions,
Misery tastes the blood from their emotions.
Shown by the mirrors that were once just a dream,
Like an intruder you came into my soul unseen.
I found you behind the unlocked doors of the Haunted Castle,
Behind the Fallen Trees where secrets are often told.
I was the voice that I heard from the Grave of Emeraude as the moon's eternal shadows were cast,
For it was there when I first told my Immortal secrets of the magical mysteries upon Everlast.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem