Noir and moments of change
Shadows swim in the lakes of chaos
As I redeem the hopes in my grasping hand

I feel my glacial prison quiver!
Questions? Swarming through my mind
These words descent from desolate realms

Seeking ways to reach my devastation

Forlorn I have foreseen the dark

Shall dwell in the fortress of past

Whispering n your ears

Holding the back of your neck
Judging their infinite lies
Tempting your self for the end

In my moments of faith
My aura kneels to embrace me
I subtracted life with my grasping hand

As I perceive my prison... Shatter!

Forlorn I have foreseen the dark

Shall dwell in the fortress of past
Forlorn I have foreseen the dark
Whispers in the dark


A window with no view
The Lies they told you were true

Their love gave birth to a spark
Yet almost torn apart... Whispers in the dark