Dreams of Hate
Dreams of Pain inside...
Scream
Dreamer...
Your master,
The warrior...
You have nothing
And nothing has you...
She keeps her head steady
But bowed in a trance...
Liquid darkness flows around
Twitching in the air...
You
You where have you gone...
Every one has an angel
Who watches from above...
You know, in the end,
I'm just a drawing made...
The day falls short on an open valley,
while songbirds sing to a blooming orchard...
Would I be wrong,
Would I be right...
Annoyed
is what I am...