Written by: Matt Daniels

Fierce shadows,
Gleaming over.
Spitting spiteful remarks to the cold.
Sending flames to the hands of the willing.
Clashing down,
Fear running through their blood-stream.
Fate being corrupted.
As are you.
Sending you miles down,
To the burning pit of hell.
Watching you fall,
Sending numb vibes to my arms.
Blood leaking through by threads,
Laughing among your wishes.
You thought you could win.
As I stand,
At the feet of your grave,
Casting flames to your soul.