Van Canto Darkest Days
Crowded paths in the cold, with dark, possessive souls. Bound by my black, compelling fears. Alien aims in mind. At the forest‘s edge a narrow trail will lead up to the source, releasing: Darkest days spawning an unseen maze. One burning heart, keen to survive and move apart. Survive, survive, survive, still willing to fight. On fragile, steep, mouldy steps, alluring vivid heights. The sun will shine in your eyes. Transformation waits. The gateway passed, fears behind, determined to relieve deluding darkest days spawning an unseen maze. One burning heart, keen to survive and move apart. Survive, survive, survive, enduring the night. Bending time unflustered. The earth is turning faster. Debris align in bluster. Oscillating merge. Purge and converge. Darkest days spawning an unseen maze. One burning heart, keen to survive and move apart. Survive, survive, survive, enduring the night. Survive, survive, survive
