Midnight dreams of taking chances,
Under a moonlit sky...
Sitting here thinking
Where did I find my love...
Father, you are my tester
The hands that hold my strings...
People from a foreign land,
Where they dwell amongst the sand...
Some woman has made me cry
Some woman has been unfaithful...
Trust is great and grand to have.Its a great...
This Withered World
It seems this world is bleeding...
If you think your life is hell
that you have nothing left...
Sat by the fusty loch,
with my least favourite orange jumpsuit...
Why do people kill?
Why do they abuse...
Within the light,I am revealed,
To any that look my way...
And of Horrors
regardless and despite those...