Blaine Rohmer - Misery Storm

On the edge of coral fields On the border of insanity Where mind begins to fade Where you guarded by this walls While you dreaming off in agony Of stone and rusted clay I will rip your heart from stone Most ancient of all Blighted winds of the misery storm Blinding lights upon your cage Of promise and rage Curse of history stands on it's own In the mists of hollow trees In the leafs soaked in hypocrisy Your worlds is burning down The velocity of dawn Shredded wings of birds formidable Have fallen to the ground On the border of your dreams On the winds of cosmic gravity Immortal god of clay In the ruins of your tomb Where you slipping off to agony Of whispers and decay