spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains
If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
my soul has abandoned my body in this dark mase of ungodliness
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
