The pain bled out and venting,
Or the pain you keep on writing...

The memories of your blood
can never be deleted...

Tell me that you hear me
We need to know you're there...

You try to close the coffin
But the thing inside wants out...

I do not have a halo,
But a circular spinning disc...

I have seen lands ravaged by conflict
I have been frozen and I have been cooked...

A silence so deafening
It echos all around...

When I was somewhat lost and confused,
I travelled, trying to find my feet...

Weep not once for me
For I cannot see your tears...

I sit at my desk watching the flame of that tiny...
It flickers and leaps, caught in the draft as the...

Bbbrrr
Coming is winter...

I shall create a mighty horse,
But I will not hide inside...