Anyway ,
The Sentinel Of Sorrow
Deep in the hallows of the darkest alley ,
Speaks the tale of the sentinel of sorrow ,
Hated by many , as he detest the merry ,
His cold chilly breeze flies through the gallows ,
He spurns tales of death and sorrow alike ,
Living in a bliss behind the cries of all ,
He drifts around seeking the bliss of night ,
When the fear and chill conquers all ,
Yet , he neither kills nor take the lives of men ,
He enjoys the living and cherishes the soul ,
He swims in the cries and fright of men ,
But leaves the pace of life at their control ,
There was never a grin or smile upon his face ,
Gaunt and haunted is the way he looks ,
He knows every scar etched on every face ,
And understands the pain as though it were a book ,
He exists for yesterday , today and tomorrow ,
Emanating chill and whispers in the gallows ,
You can search in all the deepest hallows ,
But seek never the sentinel of sorrow .
Deep in the hallows of the darkest alley ,
Speaks the tale of the sentinel of sorrow ,
Hated by many , as he detest the merry ,
His cold chilly breeze flies through the gallows ,
He spurns tales of death and sorrow alike ,
Living in a bliss behind the cries of all ,
He drifts around seeking the bliss of night ,
When the fear and chill conquers all ,
Yet , he neither kills nor take the lives of men ,
He enjoys the living and cherishes the soul ,
He swims in the cries and fright of men ,
But leaves the pace of life at their control ,
There was never a grin or smile upon his face ,
Gaunt and haunted is the way he looks ,
He knows every scar etched on every face ,
And understands the pain as though it were a book ,
He exists for yesterday , today and tomorrow ,
Emanating chill and whispers in the gallows ,
You can search in all the deepest hallows ,
But seek never the sentinel of sorrow .
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