The Majesty Of The Nightsky

Like the tide, shadows flow towards the shore of light. The nightcomes whirling like a

maelstrom. Warring waves of cracking clouds embrace thisnightside landscape. The

heavens bleed, through open wounds, the dim light of the moon.The winds are crying

mournfully and tears fly with the gusts. They whip my clenchedfaces freezing skin

with ice-cold burning cuts. Too long have I suffered the desertsands of time. But as I

drown in darkness it will release the sign. My soul will leavethis mortal coil of flesh

and earthly life, to fly into the mist of the night, into thenightside eclipse, and

experiences existence on the other side. As a stone of scorchingenthusiasm I refract

the reflecting surface of this unfathomable sea. Growing circlesof grief and pain slides

across the land as an omen of the horror yet to come. Thestrength of a thousand

fire-breathing demons breed in my infernal, sinking soul. And asI reach the surface

once again these powers are under my control. Now I am one withthe night sky

majesty.