Soft whispers; The wind of death.
Approaches the area more than often...

What is this feeling; an ambush of blood rush,
A strain on a black heart, drained with pain...

Bubbling cauldron; the air is dead,
The floors are black, the sky is red...

'A smile means nothing',
Well thats what THEY say...

Dear lord......
Whoever you are, for what ever reason...

Heart, full of sacred pain.
A sacrifice? A fear...

Love? a feeling, Impossible to describe.
Love? a feeling, From which you cant hide...

To love one, is to shine like the stars,
To be held comfortably, laying in his arms...

The time did come once,
Where i was close to the end...

Thats just the way it is
lets change the way that we eat...

Why just judge from the cover,
Not the inner pages...

Cold, alone; regret rules his mind.
Oblivious to what surrounds, date? Time...