Return...

In this dead of night I have crossed the flames. Reaching the end is my pain.
Storms spread like a growing plague. Among these journeys which I have wrought.
Death is a worthless salvation, the dirt is cold, the earth is empty.
Stones are broken bones are brittle.
Flesh is consumed by the flames. Into a never ending hate.
I am in the suffering. Rain is reality, so let it be.

Riding these storms, sacred damnation
Freezing air crushes my lungs. Beings of infernal night.
Unveil empty storms.
Crushed by blazing light.
All souls are no longer free. Demons grin with wicked thoughts.
Thoughts of betrayal are with me.

So blind are they. Failure awaits them.
Crawl through time. Touching all the filth.
They shall pray. Believe false prophecies.
Burn their cries. The price of deceit.
Fall through skies. Lying, crying, dying.
Weeping dreams. Praying, slaying, decaying.
You see voices. Hear their images.
Your end is now. Fulfill your destiny.

Destruction has come. Sadness has evolved.
Rain falls forever. Fire intests their eyes.
In misery you shall die.

Meet the black. Free the spirit and mind.
Empty hope. Cloading up your black soul.
A blank slate. Epitaph design.
Death is here. Only the first step.
So let it be.

On this night, I am one with the storms...

For eternity, for all my eyes will see.
In my grim darkness. Striving for this end.
The blood shall flow through your black veins.
Consumed by the stench of your rotting flesh.

As we stroll down this trail of misery, we are in forgotten realms.

Silence will enshroud. Destiny has come.
Wounds grow deeper. Stench of death awaits.

The strong are weak. The weak are nothing.
Tombs will begin to fill. Through these bleak visions.
Dwellers of lost time...

This tale has finished. All is now lost.
Days are years. Let the eternity free.

Leave your world.