A Rapture in Twilight

As the shadow goes away in the dark, the sky becomes darker. I fall asleep to this lullaby to let my reflections disappear. In my dreams, I see the weeping mother holding her son in her arms. This scene makes me drop tears of sorrow from my eyes. In the howling void of nothingnes I float towards the hole that sucks me In the triumph of ruin And I feel the wound in my hand The hidden sun shines in the sky As I long for the lord of the black gulf Shadows over the cosmos form on the ground as the sun rises up This treacherous feeling comes back to me, as my heart starts to weep I see the wanderers of the wastes walk to the tower The rapture has just begun I see the stars glow in the sky Angels are passing by the stars Can you hear them chant? Falling into unconsciousness, I wait for the rapture to end. My dreams are haunting me again. How can I get them out of my head? In my abysmal dreams, I try to find the power I hear the voices in the distance As they fade away into nothingness My heart cries out as I while I watch the stars The angels chant once more Voices are calm like a lullaby The tower stands so tall I observe it from the hill Clouds cover the upper floor And the wind starts to blow softly In the glory of Yog-Sothoth, I give my soul to the gods. They chant my name softly like a lullaby to keep myself awake from my dreams. The angels chant the words again to alert the Living. As the wanderersare reached, they alk to their homes. The natural cries couln't reach me. The starts glow again I found the elemental powers Seas of the sun rise again In the starful sky As tomorrow becomes today I find the angel who rides the wings It chants like a lullaby I can't hear what it says As I fall through the pits of time Faces of the unknown are starring at my flesh I can't call for help My nightmares have been haunting me for a long time. The sleep I had was desastrous. I needed the time to reflect my past before. This empty flow is carrying me into darkness. I see my thoughts fade away into nothing. Just as the night ends, the sun prepares to shine to scre the Dead away from us. Forever and ever and ever and ever. Now that the rapture is over We watch as the clouds go by The wind blows away the angels And we hear the call of Yog-Sothoth