The Edge

songs of sorrow flow through my head
and the daylight fades into a firery darkness
the earth trembles beneath my feet
as the sky lets down her fury.
The path to hell is laid out infront of me,
mindless creatures reaching to pull me in
my body is torn, and weak
yet i hold onto the hope i had back then
The beating drums corse through my veins
i feel the sin deep in my blood
resisting the urge to let myself fall
and become part of this hell with empty love
my armor stripped from my being
my sword no longer lies heavy on my fingers
heat from the fire dries the tears running down my face
though i see no dead, the smell of death lingers