Constant thundering thoughts imprison an empty, deserted mind.

Darkness falls over blood stained sheets,

And the shadows crawl where few dare to dream.

The crescent moon illuminates,

A blackened soul,

As pain-streaked faces sleep.

Eerily gawking ravens soundlessly take their flight,

Endless slaughter depicts a mass grave.

Death floats by upon a single scream,

And a single child laughs amidst the screams.

Empty hearts ache with dead passions,

And the angels soar through a black ray of light,

While the one evil angel breaks its fallen wings.

Innocence is lost in the dirt,

While the black roses bloom with agony.

Crimson beads of fear are streaming,

Caressing an illuminated dream.

The breathless demons cries are oh so sweet,

While the shadows breath is still.

The porcelain wind is shattered,

And the ruthless air weeps,

As the souls dance around Mother Nature's trees.

The Nightmare feels,
What you don't see,

And the ghosts slash the intoxicating insomnia.

The gravity of mystery is at its peak,

And as The blood-red glow of dawn awakens,

It shows the damage of the night.

Emptiness has consumed the land.