The end is what i fear
the start of something real...

I never knew it for i never felt it before
the feeling i want to escape...

Life was never far from my desire to disappear
even in the most frightful night i knew i would...

Its all i ask
for you to stay...

The life of one not known
the soul of those who yearn...

This is not good enough
this is not right...

Caressing the unknown thoughts
with complements from a scene...

An eye of murder
from the darkest life...

In the darkness
you will see a bird as black as night...

Soft, mellow, delicate
cotton made skin...

Graceful
her moves...

For centuries he has lived
lurking in shadows...