pressing into the deepest part of the blackness in my heart a cold wave blows its call calling unto a slave pulling me to my grave the conflict of souls polar opposite opposition offering no remorse i am slowly losing a controlling force give form given flight i am close so close the night calls i am her son i feel as if the shadows and i are one i accelerate faster in my mind searching for the answers that are mine gathering speed mounting force apocalypse's illuminant glow radiates within my soul lighting my way back home to the shadows to which i belong a little closer now to gone. |
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Closer To Gone
Posted by Ember Scar at 12:51 PM
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