Oct 20, 2004 23:27
This retched Earth holds only pain,
The nights air
Wraps her up between the blanket of death.
For what demon could do such a deed?
He is nothing, but evil
Now stop me from taking this sword of silence.
For I live to see him happy but now...
The light slowly dims in the distance and my soul,
weeps under the fading trees of yore.