Havok Reigns
Forgotten Hero
(formerly titled Krymson)The skies they burn with crimson light,
a piercing scream has split the night,
Shattered hearts and scattered dreams
are ripped apart by tortured screams.
Like a phoenix from the ashes,
thunder rolls and lightning crashes.
Torn apart by clever phrases,
speech falls through and vision hazes.
Time itself is ripped asunder,
roaring fire and rolling thunder.
From the tallest of the mountains,
to the final crumbling fountain.
Silence sweeps the sacred walls,
a salty rain begins to fall.
Tears of blood and tortured violence,
falling softly in the silence.
Amidst this time of blood and tears,
tormented souls and rampant fears.
A figure strode out of the night,
to end this time of horrid fright.
Rising forth from fiery hell,
his battle cry a tolling bell.
Giving us the means to cope,
he brought forth a flame of hope.
Of hope...
The darkening soul of goodness falling,
echoes in the voices calling.
Haunts him in his waking nightmare,
wondering why he could not be there.
Clinging to forgotten past,
knowing it can never last,
Screaming silence in deaf ears,
streaming through the blood and tears.
Crying out to long dead foes,
the fluttering ash falls with the snow.
Make believe they’ll always be there,
stalking, hunting somewhere out there.
Fight the fight in spite of fear,
fighting back the march of years.
Understand with all things ending,
the answers to the questions pending...
In the face of horrid sin he earned his name,
the great Krymson.