With the fall of night
And the vanquishing of light,
The cruel creeping fingers grasp
My throat, I rasp
Everything goes white, everything is pale
Nothing will suffice, nothing will prevail
The cold cruel moonlight shines
On the dark world, oh so divine
Her face alight, not with delight
Instead, austerity-never contrite
Veiled animosity, so despised
Never knowing the timing of true demise
The cruel fingers continue to grasp
Jun 23, 2010
Jun 23, 2010 at 4:14 PM UTC
With the fall of night
And the vanquishing of light,
The cruel creeping fingers grasp
My throat, I rasp
Everything goes white, everything is pale
Nothing will suffice, nothing will prevail
The cold cruel moonlight shines
On the dark world, oh so divine
Her face alight, not with delight
Instead, austerity-never contrite
Veiled animosity, so despised
Never knowing the timing of true demise
The cruel fingers continue to grasp