He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the