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"Emerald figures shining in darkness Forty souls are locked in stone A thousand eyes open to see The wolves of ruin devouring me Dying hearts of unkown voices leave my hope under fallen stars Their beating echoes only pain Their blood red lips call out my name Specters of somber sullen face Piercing pale dry light of fire Mirror's like silver maryrs Falling from the sky The clouds that line the bed of sleep Pound with thunder underneath My tired eyes that strain to see All that reigns inside of me [CHORUS] Haunting the solace Of the sleeping world The darkness falls like lead Haunting the Obscure... Specters of a somber sullen face Piercing pale dry light of fire Voyeurs in my hour of darkness When is it that they will rest Like kings they come in deepest night A crown of thorns for lack of sight To rule with voices cast in lead Echoing forever in my head" [Nightmares.-Lyle] |