Glowing Grave

Horror

Glowing Grave


Horror, a feeling that at first made you to scare 
Horror, a feeling that now on you will love 

You weak little girl! Afraid of everything and everyone 
You see white angels and screaming you run in to the shadows 

Horror 

You weak, little girl! Afraid of everything and everyone 
You see black angels and screaming you run in to the light 
There isn't a place where you could feel something else but horror 

The shadows tuck you to sleep 
In the middle of cold death 
The light gives to you a fleeting heat, 
So fiery as stabbed with a dagger 

You dream is full of fear, anxiety and horror, 
But still you get an immense pleasure from it 

Your weakness is your strength now, 
From darkness and light you get your might 
The most killing suffering is from blindness of believers, 
Darkness and light love you together 

You live a life that is going to be a legend 
Blood will mark you when you dreams come true 
You are now a one of few who knows the Truth 
Fantasy is now reality to you 

Mysteries are on the clouds and below the ground 
The fear of horror is just a key to endless agony