passaleth: Untitled : "Carried away, caught by the storm Blown about For far too long Ink fills the evening The night time is drawn Sleep will come easily After t..."

Carried away, caught by the storm Blown about For far too long Ink fills the evening The night time is drawn Sleep will come easily After the yawn Broken by the fierceness Of typhonic destruction Out of the vortex Taken by suction Free from your torment Now programmed to function The sun fills your future The winds have now gone Ink fills the evening The night time is drawn Sleep will come easily After you've yawned Peace as you slumber Inside of your bed The traumatic disfigurement Has been offered as a friend With the chance to recuperate You'll rise again Ink fills the evening The night time has come Sleep offers solace At least unto some