A torch flickers, somewhat unsteady.
The sound of a whispering voice.
Light and shimmering heat, silently,
Intermingle.
A flame in full bloom
Stained the darkness;
Climbing on high,
A red that reduces everything to ashes!
Past days pile up.
Memories are tied in place there.
We cast them into the flickering light
To keep ourselves from going back… to keep from ever going back again…
Ogre, come this way!
Follow the sound of my clap!
A torch flickers, somewhat unsteady.
A shadow is dragged out.
Once we turn our backs,
We can never come back here again.
Why are people’s hearts
Forever drawn to the abyss?
The hell nesting within this Earth,
Rises with the coming of evening.
When we turn back with the twilight,
A deep darkness has its mouth wide open.
Past days pile up.
Memories are tied in place there.
We cast them into the flickering light
To keep ourselves from going back… to keep from ever going back again…
Those long days, now far in the distance,
Are battle wounds we’ve suffered repeatedly.
Collecting many emotions over time,
A shining evening star lies beyond our gaze.