In The Mist - Shape Of Despair




Slow my feet are
Frozen their veins
Still closing helplessly afar
Waking the creatures within

I am a lonely traveller awaiting to sleep
Eternally under those cold woods
As my fall brings then

Shadows of their wings as howling their
Pleads wounded, I lay on ground
Listening their needs

It's dark and cold and they fly slowly and
They know surely they raped my soul



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