A flower breaks through the snowdrops atop a mountain
Adorning the white nightmare with crimson colour fountains
Slipping above the shadows decorating with gratitude
Shining bright with the lost souls of the altitude
A teardrop melts the icicles of a broken soul
Long frozen and empty, eyes stare out through silent holes
Long awaited good nights adorn the frosty glare
Forever lost in labyrinths of hatred, a constant stare
Funeral procession float through the moonlit sky
Singing hymns to the damned with the depression tears they cry
Black clad vultures praying on the unsung mind
Feeding an obsession with the seething ones behind
Nothing matters to the ones who no longer feel
Using a passage to dry the bloodstain when life is unreal
Explosions light up the sky but no one is a witness
Bright lights of Ecstasy with the walking talents in darkness
Climbing up the silver strung ladder to the end
Depths high untoward the ultimate pain struck send
Sinking through the clouds with reality driven madness
Fall under spells of hatred ridden sadness
The end of the road, obscene images crowd the way
Blackened gulls surround the movements of the day
Spitting shadows pour down acidic rain
Drenched in the sensations lost amongst the pain...
