Rubies never sinned
Or satisfied our hunger...
They took away our right to question,
Removed our right to speak...
This is a girl with
thythem and rhyme...
When will the King's aggression cease
To usher in his promised peace...
Sorrowed feathers on wilted wings
An angel`s despair for our wronging...
Cradle every silver tear
In velvet midnights arms...
Adams car
A mouse in the road...
She likes to linger in the background,
When it's her choice...
Resists herself from the fuel she needs
She seeks an image nobody sees...
The trees are dying
Shedding green tears of...
Crystalline seas of
Violet and green...
Backpedaling through time
This new dimension is no game...