The damp dries with fire… and the raw fear dries up spark…
Category: lost
In the quite noise,
Touched by abyss, for the fallen have rose
Unburnt through fire,
Burnt to be set free only to be restrained by shackles of ice…
To express what bottles up inside..
The damp dries with fire… and the raw fear dries up spark…
Touched by abyss, for the fallen have rose
Burnt to be set free only to be restrained by shackles of ice…