First time spoke,
Passion evoke...

To the Gods we go
Bamboo flutes sweet melody...

Losing my wife and a way of life,
least I still have you as a friend...

The glow of the sun lost its appeal long ago
Destiny had come and gone within a blink of an eye...

Ever get the feeling that you can never win,
That everything you do is just a sin...

Wind swept pines bend, to the sounds of the coming...
A crescent pendant sprinkles an eerie mystical...

I tell you what I want, in the hope that is what...
A deeper love, a love where judgment of ones past...

All this emotion is taking me over,
where are you, now that I need you...

Cold over there?
sit in that chair...

Masquerades concealing a multitude of elegant...
tainted frost coved windows which you'll never see...

A chilling wind blows over me,
out of the darkness a hand reaches forth...

How did we come to this,
Baffling.. Ones perception...