As Old as Time Itself

Rising from the mists
Across the barriers of time I drowned
Upon these lurid vales bewinged horrors slept
For centuries forgotten yet by faith unsilenced
Whispering songs of old

Where tyrant virtues reigned
Neither blessed nor blissful
Seraphs ill forever bred
And with darkness dallied

Thus I heeded their call

By words so foul envenomed
Did my senses arose

Hatred seeping through every pore
By light eschewed my flesh wandered
In realms that spawned before the birth of ages

And on the fatallest of nights
Baneful eidolons towered
From the deepest of chasms
To the frorest of woods
Serenades fell and cruel resounded anew

Atop summits of virtues
Ribbons of dawn were downwards strewn
Never was so pure a shore
Overwhelmed by such hideous throng

Can't you hear them fall
From crushed firmaments of life bereft?
Across these blemished skies
Dissevered angels writhe