a theological eclogue on the subject of *nihilism
Marque...
A glistening light of a thousand stars.
The moon hangs so bright...
You were so afraid
of yourself, that you refuse...
I’m trying to find my balance,
trying to understand what I need is not...
When i say, 'I am a Christian'
I'm not shouting 'I am saved...
A glistening light of a thousand stars.
The moon hangs so bright...
I wish to draw a line,
not one that divides...
awful feelings within my chest
try to bury me alive...
The madness tonight and
The werewolves are howling all through the night...
A drop of ocean
in your eyes goes pink...