a blackened night has cast its shroud upon the skies not a sound is heard from where the buried bodies hide ceased from flowing are the rivers that seem to be touched by the icy hands of death himself in the graveyard by the crypts where the dead rest scribed into markers show the names of long forgotten but all that s seen among the graves are the countless stones that lay weathered and all that s heard among the ruin is the sound of endless calm beneath the mounds of unturned earth lay the restless gaze of the ones kept entombed confined to the crimes of their spent lives we long to curse the stars awake bring back to life what was taken and tell the tales of our lost souls endure this pain no longer break free from our prisons made no longer will we forfeit the years we spent working for our gain all of the tears we ve shed are no longer wasted return to us what you ve taken away repay the crimson veins that you have slit repair the broken souls you ve soiled horrendous sights spine chilling realizations bloodcurdling sense unnerving all who s seen destruction bound the ones that silenced us confined into the abyss ride through the eventide just to see the dawn of day for a chance to feel alive and when we see the stars and scream into the evening sky we will curse the day that we were born curse the day that we were born awake all those who dream all seeking solitude your time has come to change your fate and bring the courage of a million hearts of men to desolate all who stand in our way awake bring back to life what was taken and tell the tales of our lost souls endure this pain no longer break free from our prisons made no longer will we forfeit the years spent working for our gain all of the tears we ve shed are no longer wasted