Young man in seas afar
Sailing where ghosts are...
Arise from this curse,
oh princess of the valley...
Dream a world in white
Tell me what you see tonight...
I was conceived in
A flurry of paper and ink...
I sense something has altered within me,
Perhaps for the better, maybe for the worse...
Bless her soul for she knows not
Her rivaling rage that has her caught...
The tale of torment and untimely sorrow
An epic scale what arrives tomorrow...
When I was with you I lied to myself,
I was so addictive like cocaine ; it relieved all...
Evil angel hear me cry
Tell me how i will die...
Like brokened down kingdoms, with its shattered...
as we take in the reality of everything.. we shun...
Moving towards a tomorrow
Though it will never, never come...
It keeps them alive,
It flows within them...