Obscure Dreams

In my Dreams , I stand Alone , in a Dark Temple , waiting for my True Love. I listen to the Horses Cry. I write my Name into the Dark Book. ...and here I'm Free ...and here I breath true Air. will I never awake ... from my Obscure Dreams. The Night is cold & the Birds sing. Singing for Me Dark Melodies. I Cry Blasphemy Tears , into the River of Sadness. The Night is cold & the Birds sing. Singing for Me Dark Melodies. I Cry Blasphemy Tears , into the River of Sadness.