A stranger walking all alone,
A face so perfect, carved from stone...

Faded dreams; they whisper,
wrapped in darkest silk...

"This love you feel now,
is something of an art...

Date with destiny,
Dance with death...

In the darkest corner,
in the darkest mind...

I know your name,
I've seen your face...

Dear Beloved,
When you close your eyes...

Tears, salty sweet with pain,
Wish to Hell they fall like rain...

Love is a feeling,
I shall not seek...

Is the talent for writing a gift or a curse?
An eternity of writing just one more verse...

See the fire?
See the light...

You washed the evil from my soul,
A filled it with pure light...