Wandering Aimlessly Thorough Dead Filled Fields.


Rewards Are Just, Who Knows What Absence Yields?





By The Golden Beauty Of Dusk


And The Sun Low In Our Sky.


By The Haunting Shadows Of Trees


And Graves, Mesmerized Am I.





Searching Deep Inside, Trying To Reach My Dreams


I See A Face Stare Back At Me. . . Oh, So Serene.





By The Golden Beauty Of Dusk


And The Sun Low In Our Sky.


By The Haunting Shadows Of Trees


And Graves, Mesmerized Am I.





Those Whispering Shades. . . Sad, Silent Glades





Pain Is A Far Away Land.


Misery, A Lifetimes Journey. . .


. . . And I Lust For Death (Judgment)