Whispers
Noir and moments of change*
Shadows swim in the lakes of chaos
As I redeem the hopes in my grasping hand
I feel my glacial prison quiver!
Questions? Swarming through my mind
These words descent from desolate realms
Seeking ways to reach my devastation
Forlorn I have foreseen the dark
Shall dwell in the fortress of past
Whispering your ears
Holding the back of your neck
Judging their infinite lies
Tempting your self for the end
In my moments of faith
My aura kneels to embrace me
I subtracted life with my grasping hand
as I perceive my prison... Shatter!
Forlorn I have foreseen the dark
Shall dwell in the fortress of past
Forlorn I have foreseen the dark
Whispers in the dark
A window with no view
The Lies they told you were true
Their love gave birth to a spark
yet almost torn apart... Whispers in the dark