Without fantasy
that I believe in than anything else...
A past calls
From inside the walls...
In the air of the night showed creep upon my bed...
Moon light
shone bright...
My mom tells me I'm like her angel watching out...
I hear my dad pray to me at night before he rests...
The black rose of Evil
From the garden in Hell...
A false goddess
wearing a plastic crown...
Dark past, poisoned soul
beauty and love she'll never know...
Your face
your face it haunts...
Feet off the ground,
floating around the sky...
For centuries he has lived
lurking in shadows...
Lost in a world of lonely souls
My mind I so confused...