in childhood refrain

Frosted windows moon white In deepest dark, the chill bites Something takes flight Shadows linger in the eaves of a house Haunted by memories n night Ravens call to the darkest light. Watching the world burn, its eyes gone white Something stirs the slumber of chaos in childhood refrain Turning the keys in the rusted locks Lost Words and Dark Secret books Before dawn, blind are the cocks The rooms are vacant and hollow Hallow be thy rooks Still, someone follows, in the darkness of light A raven sits watching you dream The dreams of a dreamer dreamt Under the window covered in frosted moonlight White n deep along seams of creation bleed Burning the frames of doors to somewhere Insane and lost is the dreamers' dream of nightmares In-flight on memories haunted by hollow rooms And hallowed halls of a rambling brook Feeling the coming doom Silhouetted towers high in a moonlit sky Frozen are the figures underneath the moon. White. In the depth of the deepest shadow In eaves of a house, shallow Dreams linger like wraiths Haunted vacant, in pools the night One clings to tatted n ruined faith Cast on doors to nowhere, unfound Frosted under the pale moonlight Eyes blind unbound Something stirs the slumber. Chaos in childhood remains. Turning the keys, cry rusted locks. The rooms are vacant, hollow. Black the murder of crows, flock Still, someone follows In the darkness of light, along hidden seams Ravens, sit and watch you dream!