I await the rains of some thousand storms;
A symphony of violent tongues foretelling
My future state.

The unlocked gate beckons me to join
The departed denizens from the world of light and air.
Its gargoyle adorned facade grins in anticipation;
And the victorious wails of a howling hound
Meld into the strains of a metallic triumph
As I enter Hades' realm.

I travel hidden paths of the eldritch fields
And bask in the moonshine smiles of the radiant
Citizens of Elysium;
Bestowing their welcome to my jaded spirit.

I laugh and weep at the joy of heroes resurgent
And hum the warm lullaby of death
As Samantha's shade joins hands with mine,
And we wander;
Far away from the twilight of Earthly existence.

Listening to fading echoes, from the cries and tears
Of some thousand souls.