From the Dark Past

A face in stone, decayed by age.

A man who has returned to tell of his damnation.

Fears so deep, the mouth open wide.

The scream died away before dawn of this time.

The eyes - stares so empty.

The mouth - screems so silent.

Tell me! - what did you see there?

In the darkness - of the past.

Ancient times legends stories so dark.

Blackened his sight, now not even the memories are left.

Back after such a long time, the stone is cold as death.

But what formed it's true fears, only the wind is able to tell.