A Treacherous Wind

The gruesome rise of a crimson sun
Brings with it tales of crime never undone
The hollow wind enthralls you in falsetto
Trespassing on the lands of the fallen, and leaves an echo
Humming the tunes of despair’s meadow
A lonesome light in the harbor of the dark
Whose inhabitants have all lost heart
Where trust and love exists, but far apart
It lures you into false assurance
Conveying the message of nature’s durance
Willingly you disregard its fatal condition
As its silken whisper lead you into oblivion

©Alexander Berg Mattsson, 2012


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