Toward the ground, Sun finished its rounds
And with the hills did marry...
Staring down the enemy he reaches to his side.
Blood lust the only thing he can see in his...
My Nightmare
Brittney Schmelter...
She was sleeping gently until she heard a strange...
When she opened her eyes there was fire all...
As I walked, along the beach,
Feet cushioned by hot sand...
Darkened hair turned black with sin,
Skin so fare you could see the demon within...
The black rose sits starkly,
Among the white...
Smooth complexion, and hair of red
Filled my heart, and soul with dread...
The moon is sleeping high above
A caravan in winter 's cold...
I'm falling from the clouds
Heaven is growing smaller...
I hear his voice, he's calling me
Through the streets and in the wind...
A castle
Pristine against the sky...