Breathing Coals!

SHRINE!

All nights have become bright as day, and the day has form the wheel of the years. 
You stood out like a candle flickering in the darkest of my fears.

I begin to care less and less, fighting to find some sanity in this mess.
I was meant for more than this, more than such a mediocre existence. 
No woman can subside this pain within me. No man to council me.
The darkness threatens to gain control over me. 

I had fear - I held on to some fears, I hold a fear whenever you weren’t here. 
But I also felt the fear when you were near, even in my dreams you were there. 
You love me enough to leave you prints on my very soul.
You loved me enough to leave your knife in my back.
And in the time I couldn’t see through the tears, you become the worst of my fears.

After the worst morning of my life were the nights.
I say to you and to the sky, I welcomed you, never questioned you, never asked you why.
A light that ignited a rapid oxidization of my senses.
Even though I was running through the wildfire of life, you chose me - at the height of the full moon you convinced me to bloom. 
Picking your rounds carefully, each shell selected specifically, before you put me in the volley of crossfire from your fusillade.

I had fear - I held on to some fears, I hold a fear whenever you weren’t here. 
But I also felt the fear when you were near, even in my dreams you were there. 
You love me enough to leave you prints on my very spirit.
You loved me enough to leave your knife in my back.
And in the time I couldn’t see through the tears, you become the worst of my fears.

This heat - my passion, the burning intensity within me. 
Not even hades dare to campaire his fire to mine. 
It burns to hot - the pyre to broad, the sting to strong.
The blaze keeps me urning, for the power that lie dormant inside.

A corrosive inferno, wasted by a lack of war.
A waste of harth a glow on the floor, scorching you to the core of your very soul. 
The tinderbox sparks, searing you to the core, your too weak to survive these flames.
You claimed to want the smoke, follow the luminosity, but the embers of my ash are choking you, charring your dreams of scintillations. 


Hallowed!!

Blackmetal, Melodic Deathcore, male