Ice Storm

Inside the raging confronting thoughts
Ignite the fire so you may forgot
The line of existence is hard to reach
Disrupt the chaos you can’t breach

Fingers of memory run down the line
Finding the evil but not in time
The torturous partition where evil dwells
It’s hard to cut, is attached to hell

Memories… Of old obscurity
Poisons the existence
Where white once reigns
Black now prevails

Retrieving thoughts
In a nightmare of disillusion
Constantly prospecting the oblivion
Summoning the coldness
Conjuring the… Ice Storm

Quietly...
While the rain washes the dark
Memories submerges from the storm
Traveling the lightning of betrayal…
The night is high
The moon is proud
Essence beckons
And the truth fades out