In my minds eye, entrusted in darkness; wrapped in black satin I find peace in dream. Through generations I slumber; wearing many faces. cursed the fire that rises from the depths of the horizon; forcing retreat of my beloved world, my peace. shining on chaos, giving life to the fire eaters; curse them may they burn in there flame. but for a short time I long for the cool fires of hell. then once again the darkness finds its strength with vengeance devours the flame and its demon hordes. loving fingers of darkness caress my skin like black satin, My world, my peace, I'm home.
Jun 13, 2013
Jun 13, 2013 at 8:44 PM UTC
In my minds eye, entrusted in darkness; wrapped in black satin I find peace in dream. Through generations I slumber; wearing many faces. cursed the fire that rises from the depths of the horizon; forcing retreat of my beloved world, my peace. shining on chaos, giving life to the fire eaters; curse them may they burn in there flame. but for a short time I long for the cool fires of hell. then once again the darkness finds its strength with vengeance devours the flame and its demon hordes. loving fingers of darkness caress my skin like black satin, My world, my peace, I'm home.
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