Aurora

Lost the sense of what is real, I am a child on its knees
Something nameless in the dark, lurking, a gruesome disease.

Aurora sleep
Aurora.

How can death be calling me? Even I don’t know my own name!
The mourning sun is all I see, burning my everlasting flame.

Aurora sleep
Aurora.

Am I alive or am I still dead
Painless salvation or constant regret
The calling of angels or a perverted sun
If only I knew that my nightmare had just begun.

I’m drawing a pentagram with a dagger red of heat
Suffering from the burns on my skin, raging, and the veins beneath.

Aurora sleep
Aurora.

Am I alive or am I still dead
Painless salvation or constant regret
The calling of angels or a perverted sun
If only I knew that my nightmare had just begun.

A fire inside, burning
A broken mask so grim
Entities, dominating when evil creeps in
The flames always yearning
His pandemonium calls
The flesh suffocating when darkness falls.

Every truth, every death
From dusk, the waking hours
Every lie, every breath
Till dawn, it gently devours
It gently devours.

Aurora
Aurora sleep.