. . .Black Thunder. . .



Twilight; Midnight; Screams across the air.
Bury my head inside my dreams and pray that hell can't find me there.

Hope to God that the demons will flee,
For only in silence can I be free.

Yet I know that it will never be;
The dreams will forever be with me.

Outside my window, the tresses groan in the wind. . .
Looks like it's time for another storm to begin.

The pounding rain will hold me awake 'til the dawn;
Plauged by living nightmares until the moon is gone.

Banshee cries as the clouds rumble through the sky;
Feeling in my gut that this is my night to die.

Eyes seem to stare at me from every crevice and corner, dark;
Every eyes staring straight through me, piercing to my heart.

Wind is raging up again; There has to be somewhere to flee,
Yet in truth, there is no escape - only insanity. . .

Dark wind calls me and the lightning nears my bed;
Voices seem to scream my name as they dance inside my head.

I gaze out my window at the blazing spectral array,
Hear the thunder roar, and know I'll never see the day.

Black presence seems to encompass me; Dark fire burning;
Flames envelope my sunken skin; raging, twisting and turning.

In a final moment of hell, all my world is rent asunder;
And I succumb to the chaotic bliss of the ear-shattering Black Thunder.



. . .Scimitar Wraith - DARK - (c)1994. . .

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