I worshiped your aura,
You pull me down to you...

Take me to the gates,
Of gold wound tight...

To Your Cheating Hearts
When the winter starts to burn...

The sky fell into darkness,
As the rain came pounding down...

Too Pretty
Your eyes moist in fear...

Douses a priceless death,
Words passed from their lips...

Trees sway softly in mourn,
Broken splinters borrow...

This is about a boy who committed suicide...
Tyson...

Wake
I pull the sheets from my head...

Walk Away
The promise in your heart...

Your lips emersed in hers,
While her hips are alight...

Sewn piece by piece,
Lips of children fair...