While screams echo on the stairs of night
Forlorn and without hope of end
Charged to lead the dreams of light
Killing me slowly as I ever descend

Forlorn and without hope of end
I pray to soon forget these days
Killing me slowly as I ever descend
To halls of memory, to set them ablaze

I pray to soon forget these days
Charged to lead the dreams of light
To halls of memory, to set them ablaze
While screams echo on the stairs of night

Noted, the soft sound of feet falling
Alone, well, I think I used to be
Though it seems none hear my calling
I'll close my eyes and count to three

Alone, well, I think I used to be
Something stirs that wakes my fears
I'll close my eyes and count to three
When I wake, I'll see empty frontiers

Something stirs that wakes my fears
Unknown forces spurned and hidden
When I wake, I'll see empty frontiers
Empty of the dark that was forbidden

Unknown forces spurned and hidden
Though it seems none hear my calling
Empty of the dark that was forbidden
Noted, the soft sound of feet falling

There is something out there, beyond all sight
It gathers in the storms of thought and whispers
Dread to the light, which trickles down into squalor
Poisoned with the doubt of purity, questioned then
By points obscured and now embittered to all
What ruin has befallen us, to bring us down so low
We pray one day the depths will rise
And swallow the light of the stars

What is light but cold and thoughtless
Effervescent souls brought to slaughter
The writing tells of deeds undone
Of glory taken and fools cast out
A world without fear, so they say
But the day turns to night
And the dark comes to play
To take back all it once knew
Before the world eschewed its face
Or knew to give its voice a name
Oh yes, there was a time indeed
When beasts were men, hungry to feed

Breathing hushed, huddling still in bed
Under covers, my shield against shadow
Safe from all the things I don't know
Though it can't stem the tide of dread

I feel it here, yearning silently every night
My shield is shaken with its soft caress
Left alone in the shadows to obsess
Whispering to me all its hate and spite

The rain is falling in the sound
No faulty thoughts to surround
A canopy of leaves so green
Glistering mutely from dew and sheen
Sailing up now, then plummeting down
Like circles of vultures falling to drown
All deep things are one, for deeps things are hidden
Sunk far from all sight, names cursed and forbidden

Light the pyre, send the fire
Reaching high in sky of night
While the attendants of sorrow
Wait mutely for the time to begin

Hooded cloaks and hidden faces
Mark the shades who stoke flames
Who lead their captives to the grave
Doomed by their mortal born sin

And smoke blots out the stars
Voices rise into the fetid night
Voices loud with pleading fervor
Whose aim and purpose is to hate