Look at them!
Self righteous pricks rebuking shit...

After the storm-the bitter storm,
the tree of life-uprooted-looked so forlorn...

A quick, shadowed
glimpse, from his infernal haunting eyes...

Erratic thoughts, flow
tranquil as the Thames...

If there was a way for me
to release myself...

Once,I stood upon a mountain.
Declaring, that I had defeated death...

Listen to the sound, of the shattered glass.
Look into the chasm, of this broken heart...

What time is this, when eagles fall?
What day be it that angels tremble...

Heated sheets are torn apart
The witching hour has dawned...

One in the same you stand together
hearts as cold as leather...

Deep dark sensations caressed my timid lips
as the aroma of wild cocoa beans drenched me in...

What a night! What a whimsical sight!
Suave and handsome, tuxedo-smile...