Outside the green world stands,
a shining example of someone else's creation...

Who are you to judge my eye,
while i mirror what you call art...

Lying in bed
you seem Serene...

IF i could describe the state
my mind is in for all...

The free the wonderous living in the past,
Strong but lifeless in their nature...

Right here, right now.
It ends here tonight...

Enemies claiming freindship,
bring shallow offerings of love...

I wonder if the life you lead,
Does bear for you a fruitful seed...

A dragon spits as concious grows,
howling insults at its surroundings...

Ears of a chosen one burn,
the world lives on in spite...

Change of scenery for the ill begotten son,
His eyes a shifting hue of green and Grey...

No longer needing to hide,
the cloak doesn't fit anymore anyway...