Running in Shadows

To the mountaintop he must fly Already halfway there For the beast awaits his arrival Calling him out loud and hard He stands intimidating Proud and gloating A show of power This soulless prowler Luring him deeper Under its spell Trying to wrap round Get that final hold But this night is different The tables

amare aeternam

But if the truth of our heart and soul exists Gather loves shattered remnants Bind and bathe in silver corded light Cast out this immedicabile vulnus That we will live in the golden age Once again see the rise of heroes The triumph of light The end of darkness ©2012 jillie jillterry.com