Echoes of My Soul

Twilight's fading gleam, my soul doth the nest What was then sacred, now tainted with sins From the gilded light to shadow's cold embrace 'Midst spectral scenes where truth hides its face Hoax rends the curtain, shadows forever cling Endless plays where I am but a pawn In ceaseless search for what thy heart shall bring The dusk awaits, yet I must greet the dawn Oh, who am I, within this glassy maze? Art thou the dream, or am I but thy guise? In mirrored halls, 'neath desire's beguiling gaze The line 'twixt self and phantom swiftly dies Lo, echoes of my soul, they wane and weave 'Midst flick'ring lights and the unyielding cries A semblance lost, as I, for truth, do grieve Yet find no solace 'neath the darkened skies Oh, who am I, within this glassy maze? Art thou the dream, or am I but thy guise? In mirrored halls, 'neath desire's beguiling gaze The line 'twixt self and phantom swiftly dies Oh, wherefore art thy visage lost in haze? Am I the wraith, or thee the hollow guise? 'Neath moon's pale glow and stars' elusive blaze The veil 'twixt truth and phantom's artful lies