Benighted darker and darker as I walk through the woods
into the silent shadows
As the sky goes from dark to black ice cold whispers burns my skin
From nowhere to the deepest of my soul they speak unto me...
grievance of sadness, like the gift of sorrow.
A moon, a bloodred full moonlights my black hearts night
Lightning cracks the sky and thunders roll
through the night a chaos of storms arise
Burning flames catch my eyes... Purgatory
Into the shadows so dark I hear the choirs of evil
a "joy" in blasphemy beyond my darkest fantasies.
The Gate is open... Into the silent shadows I crawl, upon the throne so cold, atmosphere of melancholy
I will forever burn... Into the silent shadows. |
