Twas death not life
that took its form
in the hollow of that silent moor.
While moon glowed white
in the dead black night
as the sound began to roar.
There I stood all alone
as the shadow seamed to rome
across nothing more then sins and lies
taking with it all the wise
and amazing things that this world did hide
from the foolish and unwise
and finally when it came to me
all felt like simple nothings
for this shadow in truth was but
nothing more then fear incarnate.
So true as these words are to me
let fear take form
and watch the horror
of life simply ending....
