King of Lost Souls

Ghosts of bitter sorrow rein
Within my somber, dark domain.
Tears of Angels streak my walls;
Cast aside, they walk these halls.
Voices echo in the night,
Whispers of their lonely plight.
Lost souls searching, drawn to me;
Window to the living sea.
I am haven for their grief.
I am King of disbelief.
Hidden here like tears in rain,
They find solace in my pain.