In the Dark Hour of the Night

Shatter these bones and they will heal

Resistence is futile, try not in vain

Tear the world apart, bring it down around your shoulders

Still it remains, this emptiness

Dispassionate nothing sweeps all away

Be not within its path.

Yet all is for naught, this silent charade

Meaningless, begging for a voice to speak

But words words words words words, so cheap

Easy come easy go; lost, never found, O no...

Hasten the ruin we thirst for, drink the cup of delusion

Where will we find peace today?

Morbid frustration languishes in the depths of propriety

Psudo-maniacal dreams fester with no outlet

Shall we release the deluge? Let it fall...

Its only tears.

Memory memory memory laughing in ironic bitterness

"Bring out your dead" Dong Dong

Satisfaction, elusive as the White Stag, beckons

Teasing us, this travesty only the beggining

Lost, without meaning, hammering fist on walls

Unbreakable prison this Void.

Beneath the torrent lies such a dark truth

Calm at the center of all things

Wherin lies my humanity?

I stole from myslef, alas: Dead men tell no tales.