Tales from Freedom Lost :: Heavanly Theatre

The war is cold,
Ever lasting.

Brutal.
Hatred.
Agony waits.
Silence.

Come, come.
Sit upon a ledge,
Wicked hour, come here.
A touch on the shoulder,
Death arrives at a wicked hour.
Remove the soul from its wrongful place,
Situated in a heavenly theatre.

Corrosion,
Exploited mind.
Unpredicted hour
Death enchants us.

Take us away from this place,
It's misery.
Heavenly Theatre begin to sadden thy soul,
Betrayal.

Betrayal,
Come here.
Death approaching,
Calling.

In thy holy name,
Sadden my heart.
Take me away from this place,
Palace of misery.
Heavenly Theatre.

Lies.

Unto my mind, thoughts crumble.
Death enchants us.
Journey me,
Journey my soul,
Another palace waits.