Darkside

Hymn For The Chosen Ones

Darkside


Under dark ruins of grief
shadows of deadangels play
and my silence is a black sky
faces of death beneath 

Intoxicated by pain
angels rest in rooms 

In dusk mankinds ruins rot
angels with filth stained wings
humility silent bleeds
as golden grief fades away 

Light`s shimmering veil
dim and draped stigmata 

And a call echoed in time
is a hymn for the chosen ones 

And a call echoed in time
is a hymn for the chosen ones
for a saviour is not in sight
sing the hymn to the chosen ones 

There; where the dead lie
angels would waste a tear
ravens fly with corroding wings
driven by immense desire 

Staring up in emptiness
sunken colours move 

Magnificent veil of belief
stimatized angels in utter decay
deep river silently breathes
raising emaciated hands 

Through mystic infinities