Misery

The Children rest in storm in day

and pander slow in puddles grey

The Wrathe! The path bears down on me

Bears down! Bears down Eternity!




The light of day is stole away

The darkness awakens at the end of the risen frey

to stay...to stay...

the darkness awakens to choke the day



Down! Down! there is no hope!

Down Down in darkness grope!

Fear take you (there is no dawn)

The wrath of God at end is drawn--

There is no escape for you

tortures awake forever new...always new!


So try to break the grip of hell

where stories live men never tell

hope for you is dragged away away!

Down where mortals cry and demons play!