Light fell to darkness
The shattered bonds a rain of crystals descended
Wrapping the shadows in a glowing despair
From depths the night ascended
To meet the traitor in the air
Hope fell to anguish
First of the shadows born from light rejected
Turned crimson shade as glowering dusk appears
Son of evil now perfected
The Maker weeps His bloody tears
Peace fell to anger
Dear child formed of hate to bear neglected
The torment of battered nations none redeem
In Sheol burn those infected
Pain to make this life a dream
Calm fell to chaos
Destruction birthed the breath of those intended
Now bereft of death 'midst bands of tattered fiends
Souls of those who once defended
Somewhere in the silence scream
"Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth."
