O, Majestic Winter - Despairium

Despairium


A twilight sky hovers above
A fell veil of despair
rain falls upon the spirits that dwell there
They crawl and drag their fingers across the ground
Hopeless and blind, they search for a love that can save the hearts within.
The trees twist and groan
They mourn and drip tears, for this land is a breathing tomb...
Torturous and unrelenting
Such sorrow exists in the absence of light
My body was born in this grave and I shall return there one day
Alive and triumphant in death
For there is no other name under the heavens by which we can be saved
Jesus Christ, the keeper of men's souls...
Father, we seek your hand...