Sunshine turns to sin
Sinshine falls upon my head...

Trapped inside eternal emptiness,
Disdain poisons her ruby lips...

It is round,
yellow...

The sky a solid colour,
Of greyish blue clouds...

She arrives at the gate
Old iron and worn...

She wakes up in the morning,
just because she has to...

Though tourniquets may
Be wrapped 'round salted wounds...

The greyest rain falls down
Upon my head...

A love was brought upon
Such a girl that would like it bestowed...

Endlessly in the Dark
Searching for my mind's own fuel...

Hope races back to the forest
And to the river edge...

Leave your pain and all your sorrows
Though you've once seemed dead...