Insomnia

A Haunted Swarm of black birds is floating through the Space I smell the coming storm now They hide The breath, the one and only Clouds arrive over Lake The trees are made by gods This ancient Wisdom is so loud I feel it's gonna be my last Day Necrotica is so Strong Communing grows Against my nature This Way my folly will Run Seems they are Alive, they are fresh I can touch them now Now I will survive It's my place under my Control Remember when we Safely entered My fragile protected space Now I embrace this Alien The blood in night time still remains Dominate or accept this sacrifice of snow Blasphemous have mercy upon my Life I feel it's gonna Be my last day Necrotica Is so Strong Communing grows Against my nature This way my folly will Run Still This testament is all I have I will need to heal and Be certain of my Dimension