Painted scenery by my blood
This feeling has never faded...
Come to the land of everlasting rest
Where none will awake again...
How her moves articulate speech;
encapsulating, pure divine...
For many dark cold nights, been looking up at...
Just existing, not living...
So i look at myself
truth under the darkness...
The scent that lingered,
Diffused in the darkness...
Whisked away by my care
To a world most fair...
Wilderness is calling
Hope is forever falling...
I can't seem to control a part of me,
that's aching to run back into your arms...
Nights ago, visions came to me
One came and told what I'd be...
Gathering moof-flowers
Harbingers of my dreams...
In the dark place
Where no one knows...