Conspiracy :
With these eyes I see everything...

Continue to burn:
Inside of this outer shell...

Coup d'etat:
Like a story from the pages of a history book...

Pitch tar black night.
Sharp cold winds blow...

Crimson skies in the twilight.
Please tell me is this...

Custodian Of My Heart:
You are the custodian of my heart...

The shear arrogance of
copy and paste shall...

Dance Of The Fire Flies:
In the pitch black night...

We say our final goodbye.
Now dead and gone...

Terse inert verse,
unnerving diction...

Decomposing swiftly:
As I sit and read something new...

Frustration within.
So many different feelings, it is hard to begin...