In The Greenest Maze

I crave the waste - buried and forgotten
 Hidden - in the greenest maze
 Cremate - all this embitterment
 Still - alive in the earth
 Going over what was once benighted
 Etched in stone
 Etched in skin
 Fallen ghosts through time proved this curse of mine
 I crave the skies - lost stars you pointed to
 I saw their haze - I felt their warning
 I felt their chill - and I fell apart
 I heard them say - "It will never be the same"
 Going over what was once benighted
 I swore this time
 Before the chills come
 A shield will glaze over
 To hide these questioning eyes
 I begged and pleaded
 I cried a storm like the foolish do
 I swore the chills this time
 Will forlorn all seasons that raise the blood to boil
 I swore upon this molten heart
 A mountain grew, a path was built, a belief was granted
 It was given like a gift
 Fallen ghosts through time proved this curse of mine
 That echoed many more to hear and die
 Rereading
 What was once forgotten
 Etched in stone
 Etched in skin
 Fallen ghosts through time proved this curse of mine
 For all to hear and wonder why