And It's Our Time

My Wings are already Broken
Friends lie beneath this dust.
The words of Death already spoken
Follow in their path, I must.

On the edge of eternity
I’m holding on and hoping
Fighting cruel destiny
Clasping my hands, praying.

I lift a dream into the night
Like the sweet sting of hellebore.
Dark wings unfold and take flight
Bring hope to a far-off shore.

I’m holding – desperate to live
Just to hold together the threads
I’m willing my soul to believe,
Yet there’s still a cold, silent dread.

Trying to find my place through the pain,
Memories from the Past still call
The faceless who used me for their gain
And through the darkness I fall.

And a thousand chords whirl
From within the storm of ages
Like a hurricane they swirl
As I flip through ancient pages.

The words of hurt, sorrow and torment
Pour out like a river.
Dreams broken and love lost they lament
For the world will never get better.

As my wishes reach up to Heaven
They weep for those fantasies lost.
Pray find your own brethren
Yet I have to pay this cost.

Shut your eyes, cease to breathe
The lone star falls – still ghostly bright
Haunting last words as I leave
This is my Goodbye, Goodnight.
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