Moonfog

In the twilight I stand

In the faint light of the moon

Like blood flowing out of an open wound

Will grief and hate companion my soul

to the unchallenged heights

of my profane desire

Forever marked by the light

I am seeking on downwards,

Led by the dreeping tears

Of the mourning origins

Swept in moisty moonfog I am

Tempted to die by my own hand

Sardonic wrath overwhelmes me

Now blinded by hate and it's all I can see

My weeping soul

Beg for the twilight to come

Frustration eats away my sanity

Waiting for cheerlessness to come

lying in my cave longing for eternal night

As a wind of the past blows through my wind

My eyes swollen up by all the tears

Infinite sorrow flow through my veins

As I am thinking of taking my last breath