I want to dine on stars
Inhale blazing sun...

Wicked Winter Winds
Wage Wanton War...

Fighting Demons long
thought Vanquished...

Wolves Wail
Ancient Arias...

Snow falls down in great
White tufts of searing pain...

So in the Darkness
you have returned...

Tis' the season of bittersweet
when the taste of the past...

No way to Stop
The gushing flow...

Tonight I will melt
vanilla spice, weave...

There is a place
Where music is...

Pitch Black awakening in
my low income housing...

I wait for
Misty Rose...