Every Joy That Remains

Every Joy That Remains ----------------------------- Anxiety, a vampire's cold stone gaze It drinks my blood and never seems to cease It waits for me inside the shadowed haze And chokes my heart... it will not give me peace A sickness born before the world grew old That hates the light and every warmth it holds It rises like a fever in my veins As cold as death, as sharp as burning steel It feeds on every joy that still remains Where hope goes out and nothing more is real It walks without a sound on withered ground It hunts the worn and weary soul it's found "Look at me," it cries with a tempest voice "I am the old regret that will not rest. I am the dread that robs you of your choice, The master of the darkness in your chest." The mortal shakes beneath its filthy claw Alone against the demon without law The vampire seizes on its captured prey And drags it downward to the endless pit No star remains to light the fading day The soul is lost in night and will not quit Silence falls across the empty plain Where shadows of the vampire always reign It rises like a fever in my veins As cold as death, as sharp as burning steel It feeds on every joy that still remains Where hope goes out and nothing more is real It walks without a sound on withered ground It hunts the worn and weary soul it's found The vampire stalks across the withered ground It hunts the weary souls without a sound --- "Every Joy That Remains" Copyright © 2025 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected]