When there is no seeing 

The eyes of Light disappear 

Where multplied voices exclaiming

Are become faceless numbers of anguish,

Once joyous peals of laughter 

Extiguished by ghouls draped in soulless facades,

Corrosive trails of utter chaos knitting chains of lie into a dark divide,

Something other than belief is born

No one there to see the dark become

An Inverted cross of destroying flames.