Under the sycamore tree
Lay a secret as dark as could be
Thunder splits the sky
And fairy tears caress
The bluebells bending with the wind

Storm clouds rumble
Rushing in to blind out the light
On the horizon
There's a mystical fight
As wizards and warlocks
Cast their spells
Bringing out the hordes of hell

The sun and moon hide with fear
And banshees howl
To the song of the dark
Time to choose time to stand
Against the magical of the land

Run little children
Into the arms of love
Cast away the spells
With songs of memories
Where hearts are true and smiles
Are there gateway to
Forever more

Writhe in ecstasy at the hand of pain
Ride the wave of being insane
Smile as you take the last gasp of life
Grip the edge of passing strife

Let the dark rush into view
As sounds of gurgling breath
Drown out the tears of hurt
And heartbeats slow
Like the forgotten times of the sand

Closer to the abyss of forever
You step closer with each slow beat
Like a drummer coming to the end
So you climb the darkest step

Into beyond you now fall
Black eyes and crimson veins
All life expired
The end is here
Go to your maker
Below the sun