Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
The weeping souls of eternity can be heard bellowing
She stares at the reflection from the bottom of the glass and sees
My Savage Beast **** Deviant lips bittersweet the taste
So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
love that once held me has faded into obscurity
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
*** Eyes of angels fall on me feelings of despair and hopeless pleas