Penitent Ancient Despair
Dark autumn... Sweet misery. I whisper and softly embrace you. As dark silhouettes we drift into the night. Pale images summons the night. In nightly silence I dream of you. A thundering voice of pain and sorrow. Calling with the sound of falling rain. Sorrow grows chains of strength. Candles burning in a darkened room. In haunting silence sadness reach out for me. A lost life painting pictures of loneliness. Life brings forth a crying voice. I was given life but as shadows it vanished. The past is a flash of sad dreams. My heart bleeds with blood dark as the night. Tears like rivers flowing into cold seas. In the darkness of my past I dwell. A sorrowful cry speaks to me. I tread upon the ground of my sorrows. Embraced by the apathy of my soul.
