Third Day of the Eclipse - Soulfallen

On that eve, the rain fell like knives

As clouds of dark condensed above her

Yet in bliss unaware, they loved without care

Not knowing this night would devour the other

By morn', she was drawn to silence

As ignorance now flamed inside her

A mind lost in these acts of violence

Within walls of cold white that surround her

Falling walls of cold night that now bound her…

So steal a line, recite a verse

From the poet’s play, but none could heal her from her curse

Like a helpless child, she was held at bay

For she wished to leave, but the world stood in her way

To her comfort, then came the rain

Playing a tune against her window

But in death unaware, her mind was not there

But halfway to a world she now craved to go…

In dreams awake, she prayed for release

If only this scarred heart could finally cease

Enough nightmares (for a lifetime) she had now seen…

And no hope is born from this eclipse

For the world will remain as cold as it is

Cold as it’s always been…

And I stole a line, but she could not hear

The voice of her love nor the end drawing near…

«Follow me»

Spake the crow

In tongues of old

And she followed him

And on the dawn of the third day

She left behind this world of grey

And even the rain froze to mourn as she slipped away…

«So fragile is our slumber

Awakened only by death’s cold gleam

For what are we but dreamers

On the sharp end of a broken dream…»