The Grace of the Dark - Deathwhite

I had hoped to hear a voice

That was familiar

Now this isolation

Is bearing down on me

I should remain still

Where all is quiet

There is nothing to remember

I won’t wait

Or hope

For days

To come

I can let it go

This is a promise to keep

As I stay below

Into the dark

I will be free

On death’s path

The grayscale is weak

Utmost pain I will never feel again

Utmost pain I will never feel again

There is nothing to remember

I won’t wait

Or hope

For days

To come

I can let it go

This is a promise to keep

As I stay below

Into the dark

I will be free

On death’s path

The grayscale is weak

Utmost pain I will never feel again

Utmost pain I will never feel again

As I stay below