Poisoned falls the time down to the depths of unknown with crippled might and potency rankling the soul lost in undertow an abysmal fall anchorless down to the unlighted home in the thorny grove silence stills the heart rage chases the cold spurs to a shimmering light...so pure dreams break on a scant tide lives hope are shorn with many thoughts unborn a fire is inflaming the night a cry echoed thru the trees their mystical dancing begins ...and whispering spells the soul glows awful awakening torment of soul ...strafing the chains only the dreams are free owls glide through the night leaves sway silent in the wind stars are dancing on the sea and whispering spells the soul burns awful awakening torment of soul ...strafing the chains only the dreams are free a fire is inflaming the night a cry echoed thru the trees their mystical dancing begins ...and whispering spells the soul flies living in dreams unchained and free one day i will arise from my profound abyss
inflaming, strafing, whispering, dancing, echoed