Roszan

A chill wind blows The scarecrows shiver The sky is dark The night is still Something is coming A fleeting glimpse The gleam of a pale eye The scent of rot The flash of teeth Something is coming It grows near A terrible presence The rats gather The crows flock The earth decays Something is coming It grows nearer It is hungry A storm of feelings The fear of death The purest hate The empty void Something is coming It grows close It is hungry It is angry A chill wind blows The end is near The shadows watch The insects wait It is here!

Dark eyes gleaming ‘neath Darker cowl hanging Black and black and black Anti-life, Beast of Judgment The end of Everything Cold winds blowing from Darkest shadows hiding Like knives through flesh Heralds of the time Come ‘round at last But then comes the smile 'neath Folds of ebony cloth The cowl is pulled back And the face revealed Is beautiful

Imagine a world All the things you dreamed In years gone by All the hopes and Colors and Music and Joy You used to have Made real More real than stone Imagine a world Everything you don’t like (That’s good for you) All the greens and Pills and Stress and Things You don’t want Gone away Like mist before the wind Imagine a world Anything you ever wished In fantasies unrealized All the unicorns and Dragons and Adventures and Wonder You always wanted Given life As true as you Now Imagine a world Everyone you’ve ever met Even that asshole ex All the hopes and Colors and Music and Joy You us