DarkShine Shine in the bright night In a stream of cold fire Turn the cross upright Reaching for places higher Crying to the dark sun For his lost control Sighing with his task done In his master role Roam for miles in the raw sand Stand on knives of broken pains Try to run from the land Through the tears in the rains Watching hopes as they fly Scan the waves for a sign Starve on wrath created to die No thought quite pure and fine Litter the land with broken dreams Carcass falls to be scavenged Find souls cry out in dark beams Never cared nor avenged Wander through the cold light Crushed by blackened heavy thought Fimd a warm thought in darkness bright Only to be destroyed from what worry wrought Fall to life from sweet death Cry to warm dark and kind mute Let you pass through their breath Let your life in beaten by the brute Harvest are the dead Breath the deep and present terror Fill their gullet with her dread Others create the mirror Reached for glistening stars Grasps emptiness sliver of mind Held by his own steel bars Drops his sanity leaves it behind Cowering in the bright night Feelings for the lifelike statue Feels no life in sight Matters little of virtue Naked in the minds eye Yet conciously deaf and blind Earth heaving great sighs Leaves its youth far behind Find the black waterway Where all are baptized Feeling the cold sun Seeing none of earthes demise No home to mortal men Houses only evil dogs Found in kind black den Killed in brightness of cold bogs Left for dead by old brothren Lay on ground with broken gift Watch strange light fly southern By his own hand only will he lift