As the light of the ever fading sun dies
like a candles flame taken by the wind
darkness reveals it's beauty
from the shadows
haunting it beckons me
calling my nameSlowly I transcend into a world so dark
a place where the sun never rises
the wrath of the heavens send onward storms
blood rains from the skies wounds. . . so softlySo warm so soft
like the taste of your tranquil kiss
your tranquil kiss from your soft bleeding lips
the anger of clashing thunder
sings a song of hate
sings a song of hate so strong. . .
A black rose blooms it blooms from a weed
and reeks the dark sent of death
I close my eyes and all I feel is sadness
only to open them and see darknessIs this a dream I wish to never awaken
darkness I beg of you take me eternally
each step I take closer
pulls me further awaySo warm so soft
like the taste of your tranquil kiss
your tranquil kiss from your soft bleeding lips
the anger of clashing thunder
sings a song of hate
sings a song of hate so strong. . .
"In this garden of grief I stand alone
scarlet rain it falls and I dream of you
the angel I thought I knew
the angel I thought was you. . ."
