staring onward as time stands still devoid of tribulation while time stands still starlight breaks this darkened haze filter through decay moonstruck children indisposed malignant culture thriving on defile the sanctum of this place wind stirs nigh brings rain to cleanse winter now converges drenched in all its blackness the last stalks of light are devoured shadows wade through filth with gestures far too wide and so they march on hallowed ground history repeating behavior that s been burned into the bone staring onward will time stand still a thousand years of fruitless searching object of desire beyond the reach of old and brittle hands with bated breath anticipate the end voices of the vanquished echo in the dreams they can t elude where is the fire that dwells inside darkness returns with cold embrace staring onward when time stands still devoid of tribulation time stands still staring onward time stands still1