Redness behind the crest of east
I Cherish the last rays of this mournful day
Night spirits are whispering truths
Lost chants about d**h and life.
I gaze this black eternity at my will
Inhale it to fulfill my lungs.
This night woodland is my home now,
I’ll enshrine it till the day I will breath no more.
Rain pours down
A cold mist is raging amongst the pines.
Let your eyelids fall,
Your guide it’ll be in the eternity of time.
I touched the hourgla**,
Saw what it means to be alive.
Made from rocks a bed,
rotten rose’s thorns I crowned my head.