Dreams Of Lost Daylight Their cursed blood seeped into the ground Gnawed and broken bones now bound They spoke to me in a voice I felt as much as I heard Each syllable the roaring of an ocean I chose this to be my myth, my notion Stalling when I prove me being obstinate With nightmares clothes in flesh, I flirt I call upon the souls now stolen by sorcery Innate supremacy Drawn by my orotund voice In pursuit of power demanding their servitude It may be obfuscated to you I hope you will never harden to be so crude All this is integral to meet my choice Too late - to bring things in situ Wretched and damned walk the earth In metaphysical ways I gave them birth Leaving pestilence and corruption in their wake As a devout master of necromancy I TAKE Don't even try seeking release from your hellish existence Upon being born as a member of the deathless I choke in your obnoxious persistence Take this upheaval as a challenge - resistance is useless I sacrificed my soul As we walk the earth - I take my toll Meet their feet Admit your defeat!!!!