despair
benighted
Wings of fire burn the night slumbering eyes their flares shall greet, let the past cling on to its futile self and may th present rush for the future's glare..
Defiantly blazing the black that awaits, counting till the new age awaits..
In currents of cobalt you storm through my heart to sever, to puncture the memories that burn..
and more, and more, and more
Defiantly blazing the black that awaits, counting till the new age awaits..
In currents of cobalt you storm through my heart to sever, to puncture the memories that burn..
and more, and more, and more