Pyrite smiles and angel's eyes
unwary innocents ensnared...

Deafened by the dying blast
they wander...

The nights are closing in and winter
stretches out cool fingers to caress...

Bright light burns away the ink ingested
after years of wishing dreams could be reality...

I dreamed last night.
A noose about my neck was laid...

Heaven weeps,
with wings outstretched as if...

I watch you, as you walk away
without a backward glance...

She knows.
She always knows...

Caught within a memory, the world continues on
it's mad rush headlong to oblivion, yet I am...

The princess stood at the top of the tower
and stomped her feet and cried...

Trust me,
The time for tears...

Take the knife and cut away the bindings
tightened over years of misuse and oppression...