Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns

Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble

Nothing to touch nothing to caress only a void

*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me

She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone

Our vows were never broken nor the memories

I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings

In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence

Mortality had whispered to my love feelings of life forever gone

Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty

So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your

*** Remains of love in memories past a rainbow of black in shadows cast

the essence of your love permeates my soul