Devil’s Scorn

My darkness was born
With the devil's scorn  
Filled with desire  
It's passion was fueled by dire

I live all alone in a field of stone
Beyond these gates my spirit roam
Searching for my long lost love
In-between death and heaven above

I have a locket filled with her soul
Around my neck it defines my role
Darkness, a true path to trudge
A place where light cannot judge  

All the ghosts are chained to their past
The moon and twilight is dim and vast
My spirit is free and confined to infinity
A star lives in my soul for death is eternity