The Ghost of the Blackest Past

Strange is the darkest of fires that burns
In the distant all-encompassing fog
Like the endless nightmare within a life
The tormented ghost shall never ever leave
This lifeless ravaged field
of the unburied unquiet dead

Passing through the starless night
A wisp of some ancient suffering
Wailing through all eternity
Dreamless in restless sleep

The ghost of the blackest past
A long dark shadow without end
The ghost of the blackest past
A cold wraith in dreamless sleep

How empty life is now when the end is near
A wish to follow that ghost into doom
How dark is the sky when the end is here
Fading away into eternal gloom