Hypnone

You will never rest until the stars burn out My day is done, I love the sound of no one coming by. Tomb beneath the trees, the name unsung, the darkness in the cracks. I am not what you have waited for! Trust, nothing is enough, this hunting ground. I need the freedom to control my own. I need the sound of rain wearing dependence down. The line must be kept so thin To live near life, not within. No need to take the test before the dark must shine, reflect my eyes and strip this creation of mine. Tomorrow is so long, the Dead End King is here. Black wings upon his back! I am not what you have waited for! Trust, nothing is enough, this hunting ground. I need the freedom to control my own. I need the sound of rain wearing dependence down. The line must be kept so thin To live near life, not within.