Woeful wraith, obscured in veils of stalking night Once again, reliving the final fragments of a bygone dream Too long, you have languished in this desolate
Open wide and tell me your tales. Of secrecy found within wisdom but no man shall learn. Leaving your pale dying legs frowning upon fragments of life.
Where the silence moves with every beast. Beneath them sits the wrath of their sickness No Mercy,No Pity, wind swept sands of the blistering light. Farewell
A majestic sight of everlasting reign Behold the rise of December's frozen kingdom Reddest of the skies welcome the angel of sorrow the tower chimes the
In a moments passing,swept away in death's final embrace. Through unlit corridors of purest oblivion. Submerged in a sea of darkness without end. To feel
Born to darkness,the woods foreve stand among the gathering. Upon his eyes the last of the sun's glow. Ascend the candlelit path to where the gift of
Allured from unhallowed realms The most guileful of luminosity A macabre dance that speaks of imminent death To which, now, I gaze in awe and silently
Far within,when shall they return again? Above the whore,to outshine every brilliant ray. O see the face of disbelief. O see the face of hatred. Within
"There was no life , no light... A brooding night enveloped all... Over which darkness and silence reigned supreme" Gaze into the astral depths The advent
Once again, this odious sunlight falls upon my face As I awaken to the sun's uncaring glance Must I suffer through this endless procession of bleakest
Exhorted by psalms and canticles These monuments of a crude form of grey shimmer A Tumult in heaven, the anthems of ecstasy and fear confuse to seek a
Darkest are the forgotten valley's where Ancient forms gather amid the swirling winds... Their presence felt only within the coldest depths of the soul
I own the absolute knowledge of the ages; the impenetrable enigmas buried deep within all flesh and blood. Behold: through valleys of dire nothingness
Somber shadows mourn the dawn of autumn Within the forest of eternal grievance Its twisted and withered trees stand lifeless and barren Cloaking this
Runic blade of crystal skies Arise the winter of blackest frost Through the northwinds mournful chant In frozen mists and dying light Abyssic darkness
I wait in sorrow On a Grey colored floor Begging for a darker emotion To overtake what is not yet black I'm slowly crawling to my own end (just to be
Graven image etched in timeless sorrow During the dark hours of winter's misery Archaic vision of impiety's gift Evoken winds , speak in sinister shades
Through the imperishable night Mist falls upon your shapeless form Down into a swirling white shroud Draping all in ethereal latency An enchanted voice