Cages Of Cold Despondency - Evilfeast

The cage is grimly cold yet in the space of purity

Hidden in mine forestland desolate

Sink thy mind’s eye seizing the width

Vast fount of time, swallow thine source

Drowning in the aeons grasp

I recede far into endless fields

Alas no present shall indemnify

What each moment deprives from yesteryears

They darken of the oblivion’s dust

Fixed to the walls at the reality’s bound

Beware of entering the dark realm

As there the inmost hatred reigns

Attachment of life restrained to vanity

These chilling halls testify the ravaged soul

I summon the old wolves

To captivate my affectable sphere

The night evokes hunger

As the consuming force emerges from the mist

The sorrow and wrath intertwined to ill sign

Announcing the funeral of hope for the weak

I’ve made me a cell of singular force

To haunt with the beloved negative gale