Wings now blackened spread within the light,
Strong flaps allowing me to take flight...
I welcome you to this little wonderland,
Where all nightmares comes from...
At the end of the river time stands still
While you weren't looking you drifted down stream...
Thine wings of ash
Thy hair of flame...
Inside a world no one remembers,
Lies a girl who was once fearless...
The light is dim here.
Screams are heard in the distance...
On the edges of a twisted eve,
a mangled troll is laden down...
The bright silver glow of the full moon night
Expands the muscles and stretches skin tight...
Chest pains
Headaches...
I live in the darkness
where I am not reached...
When the garden of death withers in hues of all,
And the screams of dryads fill the starry sky...
Who am I?
I'm the darkness that consumes the light...