~CRIPTONIDE THY CALL~
The cries in the midnight lies unveiled through this broken glass,
awaking nightmares while sleeping inbetween that beautiful room.
Sheperd's lair in the evening stare corrupts till my deadly end.
Rising those fears just to taste what is real tears.
Crying in torments in midnight life,
dying with sweet cherish mice in that evening gown.
Poison she drank and kill the bride,
awaken by the king,
they run for light.
Soon after when veins turned black,she died.
Living in prosper of the castle inwithin,
taming lies for their own unforgotten sins.
Living in his nightmare,he just screamed in pain,
unknowing the fact he is just playing his own game.
Crawling up those wall,crawling down the walls,
he went everywhere just to hide away from devil that prowls.
"I am here" said the king of spades,
together they died in fear,
in their castle that longed to hate.
Clover moon and running groom,
refuging their sins and killing paladins.
Be their mannequin.
My light of which is dark sworned by enemies,
living reaper and hermit healers killing their species,
awaits of the paladin that frozen back to the epic times.
Awakens this light from and out,
and away shall thee cry,
places thy hope for more.