The burning shadows of silence

Benighted darker and darker as I walk through the woods, into the silent shadows. As the sky goes from dark to black ice cold whispers burns my skin. From nowhere to the deepest of my soul they speak unto me... griveance of sadness, like the gift of sorrow. A moon, a bloodred fullmoon lights my black hearts night. Lightning cracks the sky and thunders roll, through the night a chaos of storms arise. Burning flames catch my eyes... Purgatory. Into the shadows so dark I hear the choirs of evil, a 'joy' in blasphemy beyond my darkest fantasies. The GAte is open... Into the silent shadows I crawl, upon the throne so cold, atmosphere of melancholy. I will forever burn... Into the silent shadows.