She holds the world close to her heart,
And yet does not perceive...
Every moment is spent in fantasy
The only world that I ever knew...
Dark melodies of solitude
Downhearted soloist...
So bored of the mundane
Tired of all the same...
Pheonix
Glittering sunbeams in the blood-red sky...
The room was dark, the atmosphere tense,
The sun asleep, the fog was dense...
Although it happened long ago
It has a common theme of woe...
Your calling for me
hands outstretched...
He was out hunting in a cold and lonely night,
The sky - black velvet, and the moon shone bright...
Violins mourn for the dead...
Bleeding from the outside in
Hallowness filling me within...
Alas, alone we lay,
Along this star filled stairway...