The whispering of voices long forgotten
echo through these walls.
Shadows dance on candle flame
flickering casting it's ambeons across this tomb.
Feathers a flutter
as a raven flies into
the darkened chamber,
leaving screeches in the mind.
The full moons ray
alums above this rotted chamber,
dust fills my lungs
as my breaths become
a labor.
These are of darkened times
within my chamber,
I circum to kneeling in prayer
to my forgotten Gods
and angels of old.
This is the Devils damper
his night of laughter,
as he sets out into the shadows
into dancing,
his shadow movies
with every flicker of the flame.
Voices calling from behind my bowed head.
It causes pain to vibrating
down my spine,
as demons howl and growl
at my bent head.
I can feel their serpent tongues
licking at my soul,
leaving wounds to bleeding,
and the apple of my eyes flicker within their shadows.
As dawn approaches with a red fog,
that moves up the harrison
of the shores of my own hell.
echo through these walls.
Shadows dance on candle flame
flickering casting it's ambeons across this tomb.
Feathers a flutter
as a raven flies into
the darkened chamber,
leaving screeches in the mind.
The full moons ray
alums above this rotted chamber,
dust fills my lungs
as my breaths become
a labor.
These are of darkened times
within my chamber,
I circum to kneeling in prayer
to my forgotten Gods
and angels of old.
This is the Devils damper
his night of laughter,
as he sets out into the shadows
into dancing,
his shadow movies
with every flicker of the flame.
Voices calling from behind my bowed head.
It causes pain to vibrating
down my spine,
as demons howl and growl
at my bent head.
I can feel their serpent tongues
licking at my soul,
leaving wounds to bleeding,
and the apple of my eyes flicker within their shadows.
As dawn approaches with a red fog,
that moves up the harrison
of the shores of my own hell.