Arch Enemy

Breathing life into these mares where enemies turn into flesh
This is the abyss I fear the most – I feel their eyes staring at me
Waiting with carnivorous patience, their memory timeless
For all they know i must succumb sometime...
A solemn cry rises to the sky as heavy wings blacken out
The morning sun with infinite darkness. Am I dreaming or am I dead?
In search for my heart – lost in this hell