Deep within your eyes an eagle;
With a wingspan wider than the ocean...

The day is coming; I’m waxing my sword.
It’s shining glamour and glaze...

Judge me for my lack of sentiment,
But see my believe in One...

You came into my life like mist in the sun,
Telling me you just want to touch...

Desperately cutting the birth cord from you all,
That allows your connections with me...

Shouting and screaming
let it out child...

Sometimes I just wake with the taste of death in...
Stands in awe at the fact that I'm alive...

My soul needs a red rose, layered with love.
My body is dried and thirsty for you...

Run stallion run, wild and free.
Chasing the sunset and clouds...

His calmness a storm, which drenches my soul.
His touch like the ocean’s spray...

You treat me like a real person
and then you ask me what I'm feeling...

Who will ever grasp the vision,
Of the colours in an artist's blood...