The room was that of pastels tainted
with the shimmer of iridescent whites...
Painting a picture for everyone to see,
Through this artistry, I can make you belive...
Close your eyes
Slip into the darkness...
In sign of old friendship
let me be thy dream...
Hatreds portal to a place deep within,
Dispose the deserts chill...
Do you believe in me
I believe in you...
In the background, I hear,
Your fear, Sick with laughter...
I see burning blue eyes,
The eyes of a hunter...
Though farfetched, I want to prove who I am. But...
Maybe in a different life I can be seen standing...
As the wind blows strong
And a moment of moon light...
I shall try
Try not to die...
Rancid,
Corpse...