In the Darkness of the Night
In the darkness of night the spirits come out to haunt,
seeking the people whose sins burden their death,
to cause them the anguish that abides in the hells in which they know,
they seek to purge their every thought,
and darken their every dream...
And oh how they succeed in weaving horror through their bones,
spinning fear through their veins,
and sowing the threads of terror through their souls...
Sobs and cries are wrenched from their throats,
while their bodies are doused in sweat,
from the writhing those spirits did cause,
That agony that their nightmares house,
tears to shreds the heart that stays their being,
and skewers the mind in which relies their sanity,
The haunting voices chime in deadly rhythm,
'YOU deserve this pain,
YOU deserve this grief,
YOU deserve no heaven,
YOU even deserve no hell,'
'The place you deserve is darker,
the place you deserve is more wretched,
there are the eternal screams of those who perished with innocence,
there are the eternal whimpers of those who still live marked by evil,
there the ground is an endless sea of blood,
there the air is the smoke of despair,'
They whisper and sneer their haunting melody,
until the dawn finally breaks,
casting light upon the land,
But to those who know the extent of the darkness,
no moment will pass without purged thoughts,
no night will pass with out darkened dreams,
to those who know the depth of sin,
no light will ever shine...
Copyright © Paige Meserve | Year Posted 2005
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