Oct 16, 2014

Symphony of the Fall

A cold day under the sun
A world screaming my name
A hunting ground full of prey

The dusk of creation,
Dawn of destruction, 
Anguish of a dying world,
Whisper a prayer before the fall

Innocents are born, 
To die as sinners,
Perfect engine of destruction, 
That most of us call life.

Harvest your prayers,
Enjoy your sins,
Prepare to witness
The symphony of the Fall