Await the coming storm I will, Amid its bearing swells, I stand stoically still. I look up into the clouded heavens for prayer, little did I know there was evil in the air. Once more, staring into that gray, I shall never see the...

These stars are black across the white sky.   In happy madness - I stare up into the abyss.   Inspired madmen are pure lunatics.   I could not speak to this storm, so, it gently spoke to me.   This blizzard will make you shiver, you will sense it creeping closer.   I...

Envisage the grim reaper acquainting himself.   With one dominant swing of his scythe, he severs you from normality.   Suddenly conscious to the fact you will live on as a ghost from your past.   Resting its icy hand on my soul, psychosis paled my youthful blushes.   I relive...