Judgement Day

Orange skies and a yellow moon

Coat the action of the day

The smell of day leaves burning

And the sound of sour vivid blooming

Red broken hills rise from the ground

Candlelight escapes

Creating a new sun

A new focus

Heavy storms comes when the clouds roll in

Tragedy is surely calling

This land is ruled by the sun

Humanity is slowly falling

Contemplating the unknown

When we are alone

To find salvation in a wooden box

My obsession turned to lunacy

A rose jeweled cross

A weapon with a shadow

Prevent a slaughter of the lambs

My life is judgement day

To hang the cross backwards

And taste the bitterness of death

A masochistic whipping

Of all my alter egos

A dark journey

Is about to begin

Ed@n