"a black dress and a shell"

These parts make up a whole,

the souls of yesterday

the dim lights and candles of today

and those who seemed so

influential

become nothing but

a black dress and a shell,

the past in the present

becomes ever distant

from the expectations

we pretended to hold;

the stars at night shine

and illuminate the fears

of old gods,

the words we speak

and the air we breathe

hold meaning until we fall.