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 n 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
