| Shadows Marching Shadows marching through my head Assuring me of impending wrath Dangers to take hold of mind Vice-like grip to hold the heart Closing in a grip unmatched Piercing soul with devil's claw Crumbling my iron will The walls are quickly falling Ending now so help me live Face the darkened shape Goodness help me to survive It failed So shall I feel the harshness Of shadows marching through my head Acknowledging the coming wrath Taking hold of mind and soul Stabbing through my hopeless heart Shadows staring with eyes of red Finalizing noted wrath My mind broken in the hold My heart so crushed will never heal |