As Old as Time Itself

Rising from the mists

Across the barriers of time I drowned

Upon these lurid vales bewinged horrors slept

For centuries forgotten yet by faith unsilenced

Whispering songs of old

Where tyrant virtues reigned

Neither blessed nor blissful

Seraphs ill forever bred

And with darkness dallied

Thus I heeded their call

By words so foul envenomed

Did my senses arose

Hatred seeping through every pore

By light eschewed my flesh wandered

In realms that spawned before the birth of ages

And on the fatallest of nights

Baneful eidolons towered

From the deepest of chasms

To the frorest of woods

Serenades fell and cruel resounded anew

Atop summits of virtues

Ribbons of dawn were downwards strewn

Never was so pure a shore

Overwhelmed by such hideous throng

Can't you hear them fall

From crushed firmaments of life bereft?

Across these blemished skies

Dissevered angels writhe