There is a boy,
For that is how every good love story starts...

The corpses of the undead
Rising from their places...

Tonight I wept by the moonlight
For the night air was so cold...

Can you hear the call?
The whispers of the fall...

Choreograph this life of mine
Mixing the colors of pain...

He's screaming harshly in my ear
His arms flailing about...

The distant chimes mark the hour
The clouds are moving in...

Decisions
Every word that is typed...

Place a mask upon the lies
Healing all of that which cries...

Upon this darkened Path
The light is hard to see...

Dreams are the Heaves
Swirling colors of Passion...

Endless nights await the day
Love's true romance walks astray...