Standing at the door
Tall, ancient,forgotten...
Ecstasy rain drops
From candy coated clouds...
Wolf-girl
She runs so swift and silent...
Sitting in her corner, blood shot eyes.
Watching darkness surpass the light...
Is it for the blood or the passion
For the need or the lust that's within...
Treasure buried beneath the sea
a lost city we call to thee...
Tormented in a cell with fifty chambers
Aimed by knifes and daggers...
The pain
the tears...
One day upon a spritely morn,
A young lad sat looking forlorn...
Let death eat there soul
Let torment take away there pain...
Will i find someone who loves like you do??
i envy Bella coz she has you...
A simple girl from the start
she had friends...