Gaze upon the horizon and see
the blackened chard ruins of long lost dreams.
as inward realities of fears untold,
Chills the blood while running through veins so cold.
Eternal thievery committed
to the the hands of destruction we were given.
Does anyone truly understand,
When darkness so blind gripped the land?
and it’s double edged sword, was held aloft
in victorious triumph over those who were lost.
Then a hand gleaming with nail riddled bloodstains,
reached to break the powers of the night,
Death’s grip was melted away,
and the captive received eternal sight.
