Symphonies Of The Night

Perception

Fear...i finally see it...its finally here, the dying light that winter fears...as his demons begin to sneer, grasping my throat while the blade is near...its finally time...my cogs are dear, drifting away in the sea of a quwer...this life will blossom like a caviler,for the things that we take for what we've lost, heaven on earth before this hell falls ,to recreate  life duty calls...as we blast off to the stars above filled with love to those who fall,i hope my heart can hold them all, for they are hungry for deception the blackened smog there place of home