He Rises... کے بول

Long forgotten Not unspoken Dead but living In our thoughts Daemons... ...as they are Dimensions apart Where no man may duel Dreams hold the keys that open doors to worlds beyond Wise souls gather in the feast of abandoned sense and knowledge not tainted Glass into shards of liquid earth, the mirror's broken see through it Walking the path through the cave ancient, forbidding cold, grotesque Then I look back only to behold nothingness, emptiness utter darkness, my doom What lies ahead I dare not to think Fear? I sense not so I walk on Each step I leave behind Drowns into blackness ahead an alien sight inanimate, yet approaching Voices or whispers both or none dark or light but surely cold As shadows gather He Rises... As shadows gather I Rise...