If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
the essence of your love permeates my soul
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
Forgiveness is never forgiven in the gallows of revenge pulling the lever
Dark Figure *** Tears falling as I sleep falling so strange
In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit
As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers
