They visit my dreams and hopes
teach me to desire so that i can cope...
I remember well
The depths of hell...
Kiss me once
You killed me twice...
Each day she stands,
On the lake's sandy shore...
I look deep into your eyes.
I force myself to focus on you...
You come down upon us,
you hear the dead souls sing...
Tears run red
All across the paper...
Terror in the night,
Glory in my eyes...
Bodies did leave that dark alley way as the crime...
Horrifying screams from the long forgotten area...
Lady so graceful
From the beginning...
His lips so pure
The blood drops from his chin...
Choosing fiction from reality is but a dangerous...
A dream from which you will not wake...