Long ago
In a war with unknown odds...
The festival of lights
Oh a marvelous sight...
The grave shook,
Quake from hell...
A blood-line older than the ages
A secret as old as time...
Down another pill, take another hit
Chug the bottle, just once more...
In The Dark Of Night
I Fly Through The Trees...
His life was a farce,
he always wore a facade...
The room was that of pastels tainted
with the shimmer of iridescent whites...
Wrists are made for slicing
bones are made to brake...
3 years on and I remember.
The night that changed my life...
'Sun's demise is sumptuous,' you whisper in the...
Pensive and warm, seeking me with your Light...
The rain drops splattering while it rains
Each one drumming on the window panes...