A cheering light
I've never seen
My days are bleak
Sans the serene
These ancient walls
I never left
From balming sleep
I've been bereft

Solitude has always been my lot
Cobwebs and shadows, rats and old toads
How long I dwell in here I seem forgot
In smell of ages gone and putrid moats

There is bitter comfort
In my days that have no sun
Through ruins of decay I hunt —
I am the Eidolon

I linger on old dreams
I exist unseen
The outcast and the wretched spawn —
I am the Unclean

For in one night
I touched the cold
And polished glass
Thus had insight
Fiendish ghoul of gruesome shape and view
Stared at me in fright and awe
But once I took a closer look, I knew
The dreadful horror — myself I saw

There is bitter comfort
In my days that have no sun
Through ruins of decay I hunt —
I am the Eidolon

I linger on old dreams
I exist unseen
The outcast and the wretched spawn —
I am the unclean

I feast upon the beauty
Of things that others shun
In netherworlds and crypts I dwell —
I am the Alien One

I wallow in the old world
In things that they condemn
Through solitude and shadow —
The Outsider I am