The dark hollow hall
Where all the angels fall...
An angel can be good,
or it can be bad...
The waves drag me down
taking away my breath...
Knocking on deaths door
a dog answered...
Could never learn to read the map of my mind...
I flew into the mouth of the river and drowned one...
In her coal black wedding dress
stands the blushing bride...
I wrote this about a Goddess of Achaea, and her...
A War rages into the night...
At night it was dark
it was cold...
Slow spiral downfall into the hole I dug myself...
She belongs to me...
Eyes shedding tears
Seeing something that couldnt be...
Here's to you O, Brother
And your beautiful kingdom...
I have a fantasy
where ur there...