From The Depths of My Death (Rise of The Winter 2012)
Rotting the night is for the time When mind becomes entwined with the moon The creatures of light transforms my rhyme And a sickness comes too soon...
Remember the day, when I will break away From the mire of soaring thoughts I'll crush my weak shell and fly astray Far beyond the ephemeral noughts
This is my last chance To shake off the dust and take a glance The hour what is eternally mine Will put me in right stance...
Soar with steel Instead of wings The death with me Forever sings
Foolishly missed the very chance Distorted mask is now my face Arise my pain, embrace my sins And you will be my only kins
Listen to voices from the depths of my death! Feel the despair in the core of my chest! Fall before my wings and die like the rest! Let me have my rise in the bloody mess!
Listen to voices of my death! Feel the despair in my chest! Fall and die like the rest! Let me have my bloody mess!