Sight Songtext
von Nyrak

Twilight comes and I hear weeping
Shadows ′pon the stairs are creeping
Cold crystals form upon the pane
Nothing will be the same again
The air is thick, a putrid scent
Sensations sinking, slow decay
No salvation, life is spent
Sands of time just slip away Cracks in flesh to swallow whole
Remnants of a sodden soul
Pain is real, dreams are a lie
All we are, is meant to die
Death sits on the windowsill
This night is old and strangely ill
A cry, a sigh and then a chill
I never was, it never will