Now if this world would lack upon its face A single trace of beauty writ in verse
The same expressions that get me to chase
My own dreams when I feel I must converse
In silence through my mind's eye when it feels
That I have more to give than I can see
It would not be the same if as a seal
My heart was just too lost to pour out free
I doubt that I'd consider my worth when
The scene of everything would not inspire
My soul would be too empty to begin
That spark so it may build into a fire
I know that I would never be content
My days and nights would be my life's lament
My days and nights would be my life's lament
i see those shadows in
moving shapes of abysmal dwellers;
they linger for awhile then
on a complete whim strike at me
childhood memories take advantage
and stalk my mind and paint their filth
i learned i was never quite as alone
as i had formerly thought,
THEY were always there
in the besieging darkness of my heart
fear is my only companion as i walk forward,
placing my hands blindly in front of me,
and suddenly finding it was my mind
betraying the very windows
to my soul
how naive am i?
moving shapes of abysmal dwellers;
they linger for awhile then
on a complete whim strike at me
childhood memories take advantage
and stalk my mind and paint their filth
i learned i was never quite as alone
as i had formerly thought,
THEY were always there
in the besieging darkness of my heart
fear is my only companion as i walk forward,
placing my hands blindly in front of me,
and suddenly finding it was my mind
betraying the very windows
to my soul
how naive am i?
The demons in my weary mind
Invade the very depth
And no one seems to understand
My reasons to want death,
The solace of the darkest hours
The solace of the darkest hours
When in my chamber light
Bleed beauty in my cold, cold heart
And leave me paling ripe
I crave the words to spill upon
The page with all despair
From dusk to dawn as I lose sleep
Within this darkened lair
I think so much about the touch
Of pain and in my tears
I die by how my soul exists
So ghostly in nightmares
I hear the beauty in her words by echoing despair
They whisper through the hollows of a solitary prayer
The dark cathedral sheds undying lies by God's embrace
Beneath a veil of servitude her spirit's failing grace
I only wish to steal her from the angel's light above
And vow to her a solemn oath, the promise of my love
If ever the unyielding faith I wed with mournful days
Abandons me then I will die to have her for always
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