The trees cast the shadows of evil,
And I now know that I should not have come...

Resentment was all she had ever known before,
Living in the darkness of despair and of hate...

The air is stagnant here and it is hard to...
In the haunted valley of death...

A virulent soul with a stoned cold heart,
A hired gun who brought lives to an end...

There is an eerie kind of silence here,
On the banks of a stream that flows red...

I am broken and no one can fix me,
For darkness is cast deep in my soul...

Sequestered beyond these walls they seek silence,
The lights out, it is dark and it is late...

Insanity takes a stroll in the night,
While hesitation cries in my soul...

Her dreadlocks cast shadows of evil and scorn,
On the dampened path below a blood moon...

Darkness consumes the eternal soul,
And embraces the tears with grace...

Dark souls roam freely on a predestine path,
Shadows tell of the imperilment ahead...

Has it ever made you wonder,
Just how long forever is...