Phantom Pain
Around, all around, the storm clouds gather.
My dread grows as the Dark One's touch
Around, all around, the storm clouds gather.
My dread grows as the Dark One's touch
falls against my naked soul.
It wounds me, and darkly my
blood drips
to the fallen despairing leaves.
In my madness I cry out
while nothingness follows.
Now alone, my cry of mercy
It wounds me, and darkly my
blood drips
to the fallen despairing leaves.
In my madness I cry out
while nothingness follows.
Now alone, my cry of mercy
falls upon dead eyes.
This is because of you
This is because of you
Ifinka © 2009




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