Necromancer
Oh pandemonium that cast such a silence
What tranquility you graced me with,
In the nights light of quaint eternity that our Souls touched
Thoughts of utterance quaked the heart
Windows grasped power over the mighty tongue
And my soul made request to feel the breeze of nights eternal season
Stretch forth did the hand of vision lock time
Engraving your image of emotional beauty in mind
Where my heart peered into the souls world of light
Through the open windows that set it free
Passion push forth
Let not fear deter your speed
But where to go
The glory of your heavenly depth was there
For the souls light needs no beginning
Hesitant decision had no hold
Fear was late, it lost the race
Souls trail it could not stand
For once it begin to cross the line
Our souls were already shaking hands
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