Through The Veil My travels led me to a distant path Surrounded by the devil’s wrath. It was a lonesome road with a gusty gale Upon which sunshine had long set sail. A path of only gloom and despair And fear hanging in the air. I wandered further down this route As my thoughts clouded thick with doubt, As shadows trailed my every move Deep in the rocks, in every groove. In my ears, a slither of voice Whispered thoughts of sinful choice, Which led me blind, far down the track Towards a distant veil of black. A figment or something truly real, Corporeal enough for my flesh to feel, A velvet drape of shadows and ends, Knowing not to what world it sends. I ventured forth, drew very near, Watched it ripple, watched it clear . It led to a chasm, a cosmic Earth, Vacant of #life or human birth. A desolate grave, a ravaged land Marked cruelly by a devil’s brand. Dust, decay and death abound, Flesh and bone found all around. Sheets of white from a haunted past Greeted me as I arrived aghast. These ghouls and ghosts before me shown, In their shrouded forms would wail and moan, Would pass me by most melancholy. Old friends, now foes of most unholy, Far from heaven and its heavenly hand To wander eternal in a devil’s land.