demna

When sun goes down and darkness falls When shadows haunt these closing walls Voices answer distant calls He hides behind his throne In memories fading, lost and old In halls once great, now empty and cold Where once grew hope, naive and bold This is no longer home His anger aches through flesh and bone His screaming echoes, he's all alone The floor is binding his tears in the stone To keep his sorrow for ever An empire built on others confusion A vampire defeated by his own illusion A fall of a damned as one sad conclusion He laughs at all his endeavour A pitiful attempt, a try to restore it His powers are failing, his life i