jjcoughlin

Autumn winds are dying As winter rears its head. Soon the land will sleep again In the silence of the dead. The gray sky seems a blanket. The golden trees now bare; Their branches reach out to the sky To grasp the misty air. Dark browns replace the orange And grays replace the blue Soon snow will change this landscape As the spiral dance holds true The silence will be welcomed By a solitary crow. An eerie song of mystery That few will ever know. For winter keeps its secrets, The ones not hard to hide. The answer's all around us, But the question sleeps inside.

When Satan's fury burns in Hell, And you feel the power swell, The Darkness flows from within the lake, All for the cause of Evil's sake. The time of doom is close at hand, When Darkness shall rule the land. Through the Darkness you shall go; Only where, He shall know. Although the Darkness has much might, It must conquer the piercing light! And when that light has been snuffed out, You shall hear His demonic shout: "Blessed is he who has My mark, For he shall live in the land so dark! Death to he who is spawn of the light, For he shall feel My furious might! In this land so dark and cruel, All is under Satan's rule. And the

How can it be that my heart's now alive? I had thought it to die long ago. In the shadows I pondered the course my life followed... and where it now leads, I don't know. As I sit here alone and your name haunts my mind, I feel passion... it burns at my soul. And I sing out your name as I long for your touch and I know with one kiss, I'll be whole.

Gray skies slowly darken As the sunlight fades away. I sit here alone in the twilight, Amidst a landscape of gray Shadows reach out grasping, The coldness stills the air, I glance down upon the lake before me To the reflection at which I stare. What image is this before me? Whose eyes burn into mine? Vague recollections taunt me Of what I left behind. Each path that I have chosen Leads me places I know not where. Despite my better judgement I simply do not care. What roads have I not traveled? What lessons have I to learn? As the shadows creep yet closer, There is so much that I still yearn. (To be continued?)

There are no shadows in the darkness. All things merge and they are one. The whole unity - illusion; Flick the switch and it is gone.