fhamersley
Lord of Altera
Evening dusk conquers the light of the sun,
Another day passed, a new night begun,
But the shadows that lurk in corners of hearts,
Are darker than those the evening time marks.
They say that the Age of Darkness has come,
They blame the Queen Grief and what she has done,
But the shadows that grow and bloom in Man's greed,
Are danger more than the Queens' own dark seed.
The shadows that stretch when a coward Man runs,
The cruel spiteful sneering of a Man making fun,
The vicious black envy that tears Man apart,
The lies and mistrust in the corners of hearts.
Another day passed, a new night begun,
But the shadows that lurk in corners of hearts,
Are darker than those the evening time marks.
They say that the Age of Darkness has come,
They blame the Queen Grief and what she has done,
But the shadows that grow and bloom in Man's greed,
Are danger more than the Queens' own dark seed.
The shadows that stretch when a coward Man runs,
The cruel spiteful sneering of a Man making fun,
The vicious black envy that tears Man apart,
The lies and mistrust in the corners of hearts.