Epiclore

Palisades

Epiclore


When the winds gain control for a spell
Dying hope turns away
See the wind bear laments,
here my knell tolls the tale of lonely days

I know my path's gone far astray
Ruthless fate, I lie and betray
Can't (you) see my self-inflicted
dismal road of life?

Suppose one succumbed to face life apart
Condemned to bear the enmity
I gladly recite the sins far behind
the Palisades of destiny

Crawling deep in a dark heresy
Look for thruth in disguise
Race the triumph of black harmony
waiting for the proud and wise

Every night I wait in dismay
My sunlight went out for today
Can't (you) see my self-inflicted
dismal road of life?

Suppose one succumbed to face life apart
Condemned to bear the enmity
I gladly recite the sins far behind
the Palisades of destiny

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