Unholy darkness, not even a light can penetrate.
Walking, running, through the dark. A shadow of myself, a ghost, a spirit thats no longer here. Unknown to any man.
As agile as a spider, as fragile as it's web.
Time, an hourglass, sand dropping through. Life itself pouring through the hourglass, like sand. Shadows of history flying through the desert of my mind.
A shadow of myself takes wing and flies among the specters. Years, minutes, months, hours, time. A dark corner of the sky.
A black fire burning through my heart. I cringe with fear and pain. A place, a time, a ghost and a fire.
I realize, all to late, that I'm a ghost in the dark.
Glowing eyes set in a dark shadow of a face. Hands aglow and burning with the black fire. A red heart beats within the fire, never burning, always beating.
Clouded in a dark shadow of a cloak that holds within it a power unknown to man.
The ghost in the dark has come.
Walking, running, through the dark. A shadow of myself, a ghost, a spirit thats no longer here. Unknown to any man.
As agile as a spider, as fragile as it's web.
Time, an hourglass, sand dropping through. Life itself pouring through the hourglass, like sand. Shadows of history flying through the desert of my mind.
A shadow of myself takes wing and flies among the specters. Years, minutes, months, hours, time. A dark corner of the sky.
A black fire burning through my heart. I cringe with fear and pain. A place, a time, a ghost and a fire.
I realize, all to late, that I'm a ghost in the dark.
Glowing eyes set in a dark shadow of a face. Hands aglow and burning with the black fire. A red heart beats within the fire, never burning, always beating.
Clouded in a dark shadow of a cloak that holds within it a power unknown to man.
The ghost in the dark has come.
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