After the FallAs they watch..the spiders rape your soul once again.....Enslaved. Enslaved... Enslaved..... Theirs for the Keep... The Bitter mark upon your Brow... Giving Claim....to the Maker of Sorrows The Tree of Life....Dwindling to Barren root.... Hope...only a Faint Memory..... After the Fall...where do we go...and who shall us lead..... Nowhere.........and No one...... All light....Expired......... Extinguished..as the life we once knew..... In the time of Lullabys..and sweet surrender... To the Draw of Tranquility....... Don't Speak.....for no one hears..but the wind.. As you Struggle...the bond Greater only Grows... Roll away...Roll away...the Tides on the Morrow... The Far cry...of the Gift...Shattered....like glass Abandoned........ In a Thousand......Seas....of Pain........ Shards of Lost Memories......Buried in a Cloud of Sin... After the Fall.......After the Fall... No Tears left ...to Cry.. Copyright 2003 Matt McElyea |