It was late the night we met
The moon casting its celestial glow...
So very broken is,
Everything I left here...
The gray stones are brittle
The shackles pull on my wrists...
Where are you all going
You leave me in the rain...
In the lightened morning wood,
Stand the soldiers grand...
At Night i am Alive
at Night i am Awake...
Walking down a path
In the middle of no where...
Through this world we travel,
great journeys around every corner...
I sit and wait all night long
For you to come for me...
My father was slaughtered by a chastened cruel...
Wounded weary mother succumbing to her final...
I wasn't at my home that night,
and you knew where i was...
Hiding from those shadows,
the ones that chase your soul...