Out of the Shadows
I can't remember
The reason for my story
A cold November
Is where it all began
I hid in darkness
In fear of what would happen
A fall from glory
And watched the shadows dance
Rise, Up through the Night,
Night is my Day,
All that I am is before me
Cries, Call through the Night,
Give me a sign
Pride is my angel of mercy
Out of the Shadows
Into the arms of promise
Out of the hallowed ground
Beneath I lay
Out of the Shadows
I fear the worst has started
Darkness strikes my prey
And night is real again
Moonlight and shadow
Paint a silver morning
Fog on the meadow
A portrait in the night
Still are the hearts
The screams beneath the silence
Black moore Woods
A scene of bloody violence
The Darkest Hour of hell is upon me
Under the blood red moon
Three days of fear
The Past is a wilderness of Horror
Autor(es): Glenn DaGrossa