The Burning Shadows Of Silence


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.