As such, the darkness seems to clothe the very...
warmth...
Waiting in the woods for the full moon
It is almost time now...
Our agendas were written by two different hands,
in two different languages...
All alone with
nowhere to go...
The Angel of Death appeared today
it wants my life, my misery...
In time there will be a war,
For oil and gas...
Wondering through this darkened tomb
Skeletons lie...
The night calling to you
As you call to me...
What's that sound?
The Erie sound...
I love the repetition of 'make me' and 'perfect...
Dear earthling,
I write in words to communicate...
When the blue moon comes out at midnight,
The werewolves come out under it's light...