“Why does man abhor his truth?” asked the...
Molded by the darkest obsidian through millennia...
Bobbing past bubbles
In the warm I’m a happy rubber duck...
The moon enchanted her soul
and she awakened...
I've been rolling since I was born, without...
Traded shots with the devil himself, and handed...
I can never be timid
Start to the finish...
A palace built from the skin of dying angels
Red feathers falling down...
The eternal deed
I shot the stars one by one...
Katy never been to town
All she has a secret shroud...
Comfortable in my own skin
I breath it in...
As I walk the streets,
and as the sunsets...
Rest in Winter's dark,
it's a long way 'til morning...
Moving among us like the blowing of withered...
Its spectral form solidifying on Hallows Eve...