Vale Of Tears Lyrics - Antestor

The assembler of souls absorbs all within his reach 

His seemingly perpetual glance of doom 

Would even make the smallest of serenities breach 

As he rides he wind being the ghost of gloom 

Running darkness all around 

A knife in her hand 

Fall, rising, screaming the name of her beloved 

So weak, and so weary 

Something blackening her thoughts 

A cloud, a force, a weight 

Finding her true love lying in red 

Is this reality or just a vision in her head 

To be the knife as well as the wound 

Is all that concerns her 

Overwhelmed by a burden, like hordes of fear 

The obscurity of the vale of tears 

Grasping for safety, which lies all so near 

Incresent malice of the vale of tears 

Wandering oblivious in the foggy twilight 

Shades of an obelisk shines so bright 

Incredulous thoughts, bewildering her mind 

Is there really a god to find 

Halting through the darkest of forests 

The obese and extraneous at her tail 

This haunting, lingering to the extreme 

She is about to quail 

Then a formless mass of black, went skyward 

Stars began to fade behind a veil of dark blue velvet 

She stopped, she listened, nothing 

Silence, an eternity passed 

The silhouettes of something unseen, a presence