The whispers of a madman no more, The whispers of a madman no more..... Upon the altar, torn offerings pour The frantic chase beast and boar Finds no meaning, no score In death's embrace, the teapot cold No warmth remains, no tales retold This life, a dull and fleeting chore, Echoes through the hearts cracked door Self discovery- the scared toll Yet warmth escapes the fractured soul Two spirits dwell, in endless birth One bound to the Void, the other Earth