O hollow souls who now gather here in rows,
Now standing in its presence to rob a bit of essence
Before the fire of the day you pray,
Turn away, kneel here
Where the Angel decays
Just ash remains
Where fire cleansed
The winds sweep clean the scene and silence keeps the peace.
Sunfire marks the shadow grave.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 7:33 AM UTC
O hollow souls who now gather here in rows,
Now standing in its presence to rob a bit of essence
Before the fire of the day you pray,
Turn away, kneel here
Where the Angel decays
Just ash remains
Where fire cleansed
The winds sweep clean the scene and silence keeps the peace.
Sunfire marks the shadow grave.
ehh, this is pretty weak looking back.
