Howling through the skys
Whispering through the trees
The darkness in men's souls
Is feasting upon me
Like a beast come to slay
It wrenches me to cry
My soul flayed to the core
By the howling through the sky's
An icy grip takes hold
My heart it tries to squeeze
But all my blood's been lost
To the whispering in the trees
I cannot hide my pain
Laid tattered on the shoals
Raped of innocence and mirth
By the darkness in men's souls
Flesh ripped from my being
Why can no one see
The hatred of this world
Is feasting upon me
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