I am engulfed by night,
inscrutable and infinite,
perpetual blackness.
There was nothing of me
after your visit. You took me
and led me to oblivion, alone to fade,
wither into a hollow shell,
break and disintegrate into dust
swept away by the wind.

And now that I am blacker than this blackness,
caged under your sunless roof, and
left with the unbearable stench of decay,
I wonder how you snare your victims,
how cunning your devices must be
to have imprisoned me in my own self.
(Clever, clever)

But I am not fading anymore.
My fingernails are crusted with dirt, your darkest stuff, and
Around me lay the ruins of what once was,
rotting carcasses strewn everywhere
being swallowed by the dust
gnawing at the remains.

I can see this now as a luminous source
pierces through your dark -
(evidently you missed a spot - a fatal error).
I could bathe in this moonlight, anoint myself in your dust.
No, I will not decay.

No fading, All raging,
-Death, you have failed.