Only Dust Moves... - Thy Serpent

Distress has found a dwelling place in me Allready pale as death but still I bleed

For promises have shown their fragility

Spare me your affection and pity

The world no longer is a joyfull dream

But a crystal with darksome gleam

About to fall

Soon be shattered

One shared for every emotion dead

I will rather learn to enjoy misery

Than partake a life of hypocrisy

Here I sit by the slowly dying candlelight

So I will drink with the shadows by my side

I flew with wings of the dragonfly;

Came down as the rain poured out of the sky

And stormwinds howled over the land

Snow covered the trees and ice the sand

No illusions remain

Silence conquers us all

Solitude the only reality

Only dust moves, set in motion aeons ago

When there was still life in this world