The Art Of Day To Night

The scarlet sunset is bleeding
Shine on crosses so misleading
All hopes for a day are fading
The fruit and its' light is receeding

Evenings in autumn
Blood lit burning dusk
Evenings in winter
Blood lit burning dusk

Twilight pierced the skies
As we flew over the crashing shores
The art of day to night
Nigthfall crashes and the forest calls out thy name

Like the wolf that refuses to be tamed
Winter snow buried all life's dreams
Midnight cloaked and sheltered all your screams