A shell of iron cords
rote throw pain and scorn...

I dream about the sight of your eyes
how you must have looked in the night...

Can we love
can we know...

Are we alone, are we crying
should we feel like we are dieing...

I love to love you
is that a fools dream...

In silent midnight breaths we wake
taking our steps to intertwine our fates...

I sit here saying goodbye
why is it that I have this feeling inside...

Burnt the body
burnt the gore...

Strike the midnight faith we take
burned in dreams loves remake...

Born in to this world alone
a child with out a life...

"A unmanned harp plays a sorrow filled tune
no fair maid to strum the strings anew...

A jump or a skip
we live or lives...