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White from the darkened frost,
The silver moon brought to be lost,
An eternal sorrow beneath the light,
Of a once beautiful sight.

In the embrace of oblivion,
My memory fades from desolation,
Reborn as the eyes of the night,
Reborn in the Heaven's height.

While those who's failure is true,
Like the light breaking through,
A cast of bleak trials plagues,
The once holy soul, now fake.

Amidst the blackened planes,
I realize that we are as one,
The same blood runs through my veins,
Together under the eclipsed sun.

In the embrace of oblivion,
My memory fades from desolation,
Reborn as the eyes of the night,
Reborn in the Heaven's height.

Once again the concept of light,
Coexisting in one relation,
With the darkness of blight,
And the hope of salvation.

You are the light, the hope,
The hope that brings glee,
The heart alive, now I can cope,
With the struggle inside of me.

Hand in hand we lay in desolation,
Forever bound together by damnation,
In this agony, we find solace,
Together, in the break of silence.

In the embrace of oblivion,
Our memories fade from desolation,
Reborn as the eyes of the night,
Reborn in the Heaven's height.


Using for my Melodeath project, dedicated to my Love, Trisha Bowley.
Last edited by XPestilenceX at Oct 23, 2008,