Forests weep as blazing branches distort and...
Reaching out as if to tear the rain from cloud...

At last awaken senses
dulled by subjugation...

Silence covers all with bold embrace
Her hands and fingers dance with lissom grace...

Muscles balk, daring to challenge
the mind that forces them on...

Envy burns with flames of green,
licking around the coal black pupil...

Faceless spectres stand in silent accusation
as cloying darkness compresses light into void...

Green and verdant daubs the paint
upon the pristine canvas...

Hand me your heart,
I will hold it fast...

So I’m standing here yet again
whilst the camera blinks...

A final goodbye and the last ship will sail,
The white gulls are calling an end to the tale...

So here I am again and now I know that I have...
To keep the demons held in check...

From out my dreams,
you came, and chased away...