A Looming Resonance

Staring onward,
As time stands still.
Devoid of tribulation,
While time stands still.
Starlight breaks this darkened haze,
Filter through decay.
 [bad word] children indisposed,
Malignant culture thriving on.
Defile the sanctum,
Of this place.
[wind stirs nigh(night?),
 brings rain to cleanse]
Winter now converges,
Drenched in all its blackness.
The last stalks of light are devoured,
Shadows [wait to fill? 
the gestures far too wide?) ]
And so they march on hallowed ground.
History repeating,
Behaviour that has been burned into the bone.
[ Wolves In The Throne Room Lyrics are found on [bad word] ] 
Staring onward,
When time stands still.
thousand years of [bad word] searching,
Object of desire beyond the reach,
Of old and brittle hands,
with bated breath,anticipate the end.
Voices of the vanquished echo in the dreams
[...knew]
Where is the fire
That dwells inside,
Darkness returns with cold embrace.
Staring onward,
When time stands still.
Devoid of tribulation,
Time stands still.
Staring onward,
Time stands still