I must find my
place to be at ease...

Only the words we say so many miles apart
the letters we write are all we know...

I feel hot to the touch but is it the life
burning minds of a nightmarish past...

I see a friend and i see it in you
years Ive know you this is true...

Peaceful night alone but full of fright
scared of his very own insane might...

Looking past form
farther in your eyes...

Friendship like ours is very hard to find
by night hearts taking over leaving it behind...

Priest in the vaults of death
cruel bitter dying breath...

As i sit here staring at the sky
i fly free flying high...

As I'm sleeping
my mind will wake...

The guilty moon is on the rise
crime and punishment where the guilty lie...

Things in this life i never knew
time slipping away and fading from you...