The passing star fades into the night and so does these notions

A white lie fades into black the story of love and happiness

In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit

*** Caressing your picture in my sleep I sigh of love

at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love

Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me

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

yearning with anticipation as my heart holds the

So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger

Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart

at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams

none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees

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

We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe