Post by ScarletMornings on Apr 28, 2005 18:03:52 GMT -8
Within the valleys dim and broken,
echoed silence of words unspoken,
memory reminds with grimmest token,
of what happened on this valley floor.
A desperate struggle in the night,
the darkest dark against lightest light,
something just isn't quite right,
on this valley floor.
Grasping at shadows just out of reach,
elusive thoughts your mind can't breach,
straining for words spoken in foreign speech,
along this valley floor.
Your neck registers a frozen breath,
cold as night, cold as death,
a sordid reminder of what is left,
wandering this valley floor.
Frigid air burns your lungs,
listening as the song is sung,
shivering to the sound of bells past rung,
echoing off this valley floor.
A shadow stalks you softly now,
icy sweat dots your brow,
the sun takes its final bow,
over this valley floor.
Darkness completely falls,
night holds you in its thrall,
ghostly voices brokenly call,
to this valley floor.
Raging passions overwhelm you,
as rain swirls and surrounds you,
diamond hard falling on you,
hard on this valley floor.
Quickly out! while you can,
evil takes its last stand.
Run like those before you ran,
along this valley floor.
Memories now come unbidden,
once unseen now unhidden,
transgressions that can't be forgiven,
linger near this valley floor.
Up the path laid in the past,
running steadily, running fast,
breaths coming in short gasps,
away from this valley floor.
Within the valleys dim and broken,
echoed silence of words unspoken,
memory reminds with grimmest token,
of what happened on this valley floor.
echoed silence of words unspoken,
memory reminds with grimmest token,
of what happened on this valley floor.
A desperate struggle in the night,
the darkest dark against lightest light,
something just isn't quite right,
on this valley floor.
Grasping at shadows just out of reach,
elusive thoughts your mind can't breach,
straining for words spoken in foreign speech,
along this valley floor.
Your neck registers a frozen breath,
cold as night, cold as death,
a sordid reminder of what is left,
wandering this valley floor.
Frigid air burns your lungs,
listening as the song is sung,
shivering to the sound of bells past rung,
echoing off this valley floor.
A shadow stalks you softly now,
icy sweat dots your brow,
the sun takes its final bow,
over this valley floor.
Darkness completely falls,
night holds you in its thrall,
ghostly voices brokenly call,
to this valley floor.
Raging passions overwhelm you,
as rain swirls and surrounds you,
diamond hard falling on you,
hard on this valley floor.
Quickly out! while you can,
evil takes its last stand.
Run like those before you ran,
along this valley floor.
Memories now come unbidden,
once unseen now unhidden,
transgressions that can't be forgiven,
linger near this valley floor.
Up the path laid in the past,
running steadily, running fast,
breaths coming in short gasps,
away from this valley floor.
Within the valleys dim and broken,
echoed silence of words unspoken,
memory reminds with grimmest token,
of what happened on this valley floor.
