Kingdom Fall

The brush of silence paints the day amber
As the light glows from the souls of the forsaken,
Fading away they loose sight of their salvation
In the night.

They’re buried alive in the pain they fail to elude
As a faceless angel’s killing starts in the midst
Of the ruler, The dark uprising against evil tears
Warriors apart with its claws of devotion, A wish to
Remain unscarred by murky hands as the hands
Of make believe dies with an in hailed poison.

A force of sheer doom lurks in the dark where
They remain lost and cold with fear as the embracement
Paints the saint’s face red with the blood of
The dead angels.

Darkness shoots the falling star with spikes
Of death and flames of hidden treasures beneath
The loathsome ocean, Sinking though they’re
They breathe the air beneath their past to shield
Death away, Away they drift in a lake of dead
Emotions where dead minds dwell and long for
A victor of pain to take the night away,
A picture of the present is born with the death of a twilight
Princess in a sinister realm of dead hearts,
Her hand holds up as grace fails to save her.

Her soul bares the scars of the battle she fights each
Night she sleeps alone, The darkness blinds her mental
Vision with a death of every deep feeling.