Offermort Heritage

Ghastly souls
Spoke words untold
Brooding offermort
In chaos savage
Beside your instincts
On Malicious time
A mass illusion
Blind man

It's standing there
Behind the shadows
The moon is setting
Holds the only light
Watching with its dead eyes
Consume the absence
At eleventh hour
You don't have a chance

How the world
It's too old
Cold fingers wrap
By a black mass

In mystery of time
Heritage of tomorrow
Your last life drops
Falling into infinity