Benighted - Antestor

Her kisses were like being embraced by life itself

Dressed in a funeral gown she was more

Beautiful than I ever could remember

The true source overwhelms me

Embraced by this entity

The fullness of her beauty

Lacks the imperfection of humanity

Like an angel she came

But like a demon she flew away

Joy turned to sadness

Hope turned to hate

Fooled yet again by the lies of mankind

Fooled yet again by the lies

Like an angel she came

But like a demon she flew away

Joy turned to sadness

Hope turned to hate

All alone I wander in the darkness

Lost and dazed I cease to exist

Visions of old comes to mind

I’ve been through this before

Joy turned to sadness

Hope turned to hate

Will I ever dare to feel again

Or is this my everlasting bitter end