Nebulae

All the lost things
Pierce the mind in insomnia
Stars fall from grace
Consternation reigns

Silence of cold words...
Of infinite absence
In the old paradise
Now runs the sinners blood

Whispering voices
Wolves haunting the flock
To survive you need to scape
Alone...

Withered trees
Another candle fades
Confusing labyrinths
A burial ground

Adore this tomb - for now this is home
Taste those old bones and dead leafs
You are dry inside

Whispering silence
Wolves haunted them all
Now let there be fog
Creation is alone



Credits
Writer(s): Despondent Chants
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