Dark skies:
I welcome you to my land of dark skies where pain is everywhere and the sun doesn't rise.
Wounds heal slowly if at all.
Every moment is running from the ever rising madness call.
Watch the moon beams disappear like the reflections of the past within the glass so clear. Watch the leaves fall from the now blackened dead trees. See the blood dripping from the...
Wounds heal slowly if at all.
Every moment is running from the ever rising madness call.
Watch the moon beams disappear like the reflections of the past within the glass so clear. Watch the leaves fall from the now blackened dead trees. See the blood dripping from the...