From the Dark Past

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