When you sing
of death and gloom
you fill your soul
with the truth
you close your eyes
onto this world
and find your peace
within it all
When you dreamed of skies
and endless highs
upon your brightened
youthful eyes
a clouded lie
fog innocents
and as you grow
you watch it die
When you wipe your tears
and ask god why
it's fate to hurt inside
cast away fairytales
of your faith
as now you wait
for darkened wraith
your soul, the reaper's
to take
so set your weary heart
to rest
and embrace
the total emptiness
Kalorriinn, James. Mason
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