the night falls without a sound,
stricken are we.
the light for which you pray
flares once, then dies
Away.
swept up
by madness.
all hope must end.
your soul thrives no more.
how could you fail to believe?
spirits surround us, crying,
sanctuary.
Oct 29, 2010
Oct 29, 2010 at 6:29 PM UTC
the night falls without a sound,
stricken are we.
the light for which you pray
flares once, then dies
Away.
swept up
by madness.
all hope must end.
your soul thrives no more.
how could you fail to believe?
spirits surround us, crying,
sanctuary.