the sword of dark sorrow

Patiently we shed tears of blood to feeds those humming soils by which this forest is deeply rooted. So full of.... Fear, Loneliness, Resentment, sickness and anger,
their hearts burn with flames, their minds reverberate without sound, leaves us within a forest of pain with trees that swallow our souls and the innocence of our morality, to replaced by the silence of tomorrow where the words only will have its meaning in the ears of the listener,