Of The Room - Dredg

White cloth, black napkins

Wood chairs surround me

Wood tables, foggy sight

In front, with no light

Night falls beneath candle light

Cast shadows, incense fragrance

From the corner of the room

Cloudy senses, stale light

Below, beneath

Night falls beneath candle light

White squalls beneath winter sky

Night falls beneath winter sky

White squalls beneath winter skies

Faceless crowd of elderly beings

Roses sprouting, yellow glow

The sub-conscience into the night

Beneath

Night falls beneath candle light

White squalls beneath winter skies