Zeitgeist of Lost Hopes

A flame is dying In these cold blistering winds A blood is frozen Memories, all come to end So badly broken My heart whimpers its requiem No words are spoken In the bliss of death I dive And slumber in a bittersweet dream As the stardust cover our lips In silence, appeared from the dark A demon, a nocturnal traveler Like once in a thousand years comet To never reappear Like once in a thousand years comet Subverting the essence of fear

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Aug 14, 2026