From the dark past de Mayhem

A face in stone .. decayed by age
a man who has returned to tell of his damnation
fears so deep, the mouth open wide
the scream died away before dawn of this time
the eyes - stares so empty
the mouth - screams so silent
tell me - what did you see there ?
in the darkness - of the past
ancient times legends stories so dark
blackened his sight, now
not even the memories are left
back after such a long time
the stone is cold as death
but what formed it's true fears
only the wind is able to tell