Destroying the wings of summer        To imporove the veniality of yesterdays
This tragedy brings us closer
Out of death
Water turned to obsidian

Reaper screams
Wishing to take your breath away
Young and rightwing
Straight to venomous rain
The entire time
Chasing my past

Curing the fire
A moment of sightedness
To comprehend our dreams
To liberate everything
The spell of glory denies

Bring the clouds
A siege of demise
Soulless cries
The desire for mourning lies
The demon dies.