Up from under
The dark and twisted walls
Leading to the sky
Evil angels
Call from below
Have to close my eyes
Just so I don’t fall
My mind playing tricks
The wind blowing hard
Passing through crows of ghosts
To present me at the throne
Coming around again
As I laud my hymn
Upon the dead
To hear my will
The darken demons
Hunger for my bones
With restless eyes
I moan out my verse
To dead ears
And hungry hearts
The symphony cries out
In dark but beautiful chorus
Moving the skies
The Cheeks of the Furies
Wet with tears
The master of the darkness
Fled the throne
Allowed me my wish
Up from under
The dark and twisted walls
Leading to the sky
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