Novembers Doom

Solid shades of passions lie
With countless eyes to stare your sleep
Wallow in terror of nights fetal embrace
Cold tongues taste the fear
A dark vision to scare my soul
And shy away as the madness calls upon me
To close my eyes at the end of day
Welcome dark clad armies of fear
More then novels have told my tale
And campfire dreams that warm the soul
With every moment of every night
The shadows dance the walls
And I know she looks upon me from afar
To close my eyes at the end of day
Evokes dark fields for brilliance