Creeping Shadows

Endure the freezing cold breeze in the air
Keep the gates closed for good
Keep your doors shut

Light the stove
Protect the night from the dark
Steer the steew
Let sorrow smother in soup

The creepers are lurking in

The stain from the rotten ingredients still paints it all
The carpet and curtains down the grand hall

Protect from the cold and prepare for the feast
The dread slowly follows the least path of resistance
Through the window
I see a shadow

The wind breezes folly through the half-open window
Closer to chaos than to reign
Protect from the darkness

The darkness of hope lies scattered on the floor
The pieces still lit from the struggling remorse

instr.

Boiled
With
Disgust
Disgraced
Dishonored
And filled with the void
Embedded in warmth from within
The sparkling fire protects from the storm
The stew heals the fear from the outside world
The looping tradition of existance is pain

Engulf in the sorrow and avawe in the dread
Protect from the lingering madness that lures
The shadows that fall around the corner
Creates shivers in face of reflection and form

Closer To chaos than to reign
The walls need to close
Closer to chaos than to reign

Protect from the cold and prepare for the feast
The dread slowly follows the least path of resistance
Through the window I see a shadow

The wind breezes folly through the half-open window
Closer to chaos than to reign
Closer to chaos than to reign
Than to reign

Engulf in the sorrow and avawe in the dread
Protect from the lingering madness that lures
The shadow that fall from around the corner
Creates shivers in face of reflection and form
Creates shivers in face of reflection and form