Quest to the Edge of Forever

To a place nameless i make reticent return where a heart of fire did once burn Gone having been exposed, to ice and wind frosted over by the bitter cold a survival trail impossible to the unfit where souls evaporate bit by bit extracted a pound of flesh, pints of blood a fair exchange for that ounce of love the mysteries uncovered during travels task behind the walls sat grotesque masks weathered to the bone left with only skin the sheer realization established once again for this journey heeds no direction for it's just a map of my own reflection