Where the cold mist sleeps

Singing songs of death
perched atop jagged rocks
sweet siren eulogy
where the cold mist sleeps;

Waves crashing into cliffs
salty winds blow
rhythm on these shores
where the cold mist sleeps;

Warning light of life
by the beach sits still
dancing flickering echo
where the cold mist sleeps;

Lonely keeper waits
for the haunting songs to seize
his mistress wails tonight
where the cold mist sleeps;

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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