Silent Kingdom

A fallen kingdom of gloom The murky lands glisten with doom A lonely road, deserted by time So perfect now, this kingdom is mine I paint the moon from memory’s will The swirling fog keeps my heart still I’d count on truth, but all light is gone The only fact is that I breathe on I wake again, somewhere inside This kingdom speaks the darkest desires A grave recalls nursing my pain The tombs beneath all know my name A thousand years, decaying in sin Another hour is a hundred within A mirror breaks every time I recall I used to smile; I had life before I wake again, what was it I found? The scent of pain, and once more I’m bound This kingdom knows too much to talk Now I sleep in graves, as silence befalls