In murky red
The silence grows
The moon begins to wane
The air is still
The wind doth blow
The sky begins to rain

Droplets of crystal water
Pound into the ground
The eerie silence is no more
The silence is the sound

The cryptic dreams held deeper still
Arise when darkness falls down
Awake your deepest memories
The blackness begins to frown

A flash flood of pain of memories
unknown to all but one
he recognises not himself
but his long lost son