Chronicles Of The Dead by Falchion

Shades Of Gray

by Falchion· from Chronicles Of The Dead

Our new world is taking shape Gone is blue and green All what's left from old now is white But only as a false sign of hope I try to get a grip But I keep on slipping Crushed in the void Drowned under the frozen waters Moving through space Shifting their shape Deafening deep silence Floating above Spiraling down All shades of gray I embrace the gray For what other color would I know A lifetime spent in the dark Where nothing grows, nothing stays