A change of course,
a strange dischord resolved,
cardinal points in force,
my hopeless wanderer evolved.
Drowning from the wind in his face
A conjurer debunked,
spreading chalk across his trace
Dear Lover foresaken,
from a far away place
Fear is like fire,
drawn in ashes across the floor.
Gently soothed by choir,
whose hands are in the door.
Perfect darkness around the rambling man.
No reason to reason with him.
A fate foretold, as only he can.
Dear devil bespoken,
let it always be known, that he was who I am.