The sky, a brilliant and unblemished blue, September's morning, a world fresh and new. No hint of shadow, no whisper of dread, As towers of commerce stood tall overhead. In bustling streets, the city awoke, To the rhythm of life, a hopeful stroke. Then silence...

in the dark depths I see your face contorted with ragea coldness confinded by a veneera smile to inviteeyes that implorebut I sense you're on the edgeevoking emotions then walking into the shadowsit's your motion that warns mecalculating your...

it's the quiet times that find me thinking of youin the stillness of the night and I am alone with my thoughtscaress a notion, I need youmy thoughts touched deeply, you stimulate memy mind cannot deny what my heart...

darkness dwells inside anger tremblesa lull in my speech means I am thinkingdevouring the light which shinesshrinking psychedelic thinkingstrobes of misery spinmy thoughts expandwith ideas of hurt to recallmy mind looks at the worldgood with fangs and clawsthe dark...