Growing up in Smallville, living life a lie.
Ill give him credit, he is fly for a white guy...
I don't know why I feel this
This confusing feeling...
Chime with a bell of death,
a lullaby beneath your shiver breath...
Through the mists
through the woods...
Sitting in her corner, blood shot eyes.
Watching darkness surpass the light...
Baby if your heaven then I must be hell,
Cause when I leave the scene you hear the bells...
Walking
alone in the rain searching for that special...
Listen to the mystery of long forgotten times
Hark to the wonders hidden in a poems rhyme...
In my sleep I see words floating
In a colorful sky of mine...
As i lie right next to you here in this bed
I'm scared of the hatred that fills up my head...
It's my depression, My regression
Into darkness, Into Hell...
Lock up in this chamber
With two broken wings...