Spiritual Wasteland

In the darkness of the alley Speaks the silence of the grave But the eyes of my spirit See the shades that seek the brave The demons haunt the innocence Of the souls once astray Tortured by the face of darkness In hope to fail their way Death is all

Days of fear He was rising in the deepest of crisis So unexpected as a bringer of order He puts his name up in the highest of places A new emperor took over I saw the time - the mirror of the prophecies I saw the crime - the vanishing democracies Onc