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.