Agony Scene, The

in the midnight hour we wished for dawn alas we've reaced the final gaze pull the pins from beneath my skin kissing each of your eyelids closed murderer she looks beautiful bleeding and the tears fell down so tired i crawl deep inside of her i stole a glance of your heart beating i watched until your lungs ceased bleeding, breathing

they shut their eyes now that night has fallen and pray the wolves are kept at bay for now the mist hangs arms wide open like some cruel depiction of Christ for now the silence comforts lost souls who in this moment hang gracefully by the dead hidden by shadows who've come to take them in their sleep falling farther in darkness eyes wide lacking comprehension as sillouettes dance in the flames their limbs bound by the shadows that seem to stare back from the pits of black for now the silence comforts lost souls who in this moment hang gracefully by the dead hidden by shadows who's screams echo for eternity awakened by their screams like something of a nightmare lacking the desire to breathe wishing for the end

songs made of whispers silent screams like a choral of the dead needles prick the softest skin and the breeze screams bloodlust these eyes gazing over the hilltops burning red the night skies seem to follow me blanketing me with crowds of grey and black the crowd of the damned screams eyes shown red raise the dead the breeze screaming over the whispers in the dark setting the leaves in sway hanging there like a body from the raftors smiling back at me they wait in eager circles for me to stagger into the darkness these images that i have seen they still burn inside of me

Their whispers become like cries tears fall from blinded eyes ninty nine have burned as embers ninty nine have lost their lives tired arms now fight for life amidst the crashing waves they're drowning will you hold me until mornings light and i'll tell you what its like to die tonight, its too late to cry now she sees her face and screams was once so beautiful now kissed by flames and showered with glass so beautiful, yet so cruel the way love tends to be her beauty so cruel the way love tends to be