Condemned to the Gallows

Condemned to the gallows

Goodnight...

Gripping the brightest grid
A surgical drive to increase the noise
Ice cold realization of the silent wind...
Slowly drags me up into a splintered reason
Emptiness engulf me

Align the love inside me
Let misery wake me

Search low... abandoned

The creaking floors cry out below
A limping glimpse of next steps...
The fog showers the last light of day

(Voice of trespass)
Destroy the wooden frame
Trust the creaking sounds
Seek the tunnel... to walk high above
Search low
Confront the night

Warm blood drips on cold snow...
The curtain surrounds logical thought

Condemned to the gallows

The crimson moonbeam lights my journey
Crippled with time... desperate strides into nothing
The crimson moonbeam... hear the waking
Crippled with time... desperate strides into nothing