Specters in the Dark
A cry, a soundless wail in the distance
Calls, seeking relief, redress
Images, memories emerge, awaken
Wanting to enter
Wraith at the horizon, the boundary of vision
Treads, leaving no prints except those familiar pathways in my soul
I grieve the dead
I mourn the now cold life that was
Ought is now not and haunts me still
But what have I do to with specters in the dark
Except, breathless, trembling I turn
Knowing the wraith is me
Weeping alone there in the shadows
That sound is great. It all fits together well and the balance is right. Love it.
It is fun
Whoa! The guy on lead guitar is awesome. That was really great! 😀
Yes Daniel is excellent.