darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
Never My Love With her dying breath she whispered my tomorrow
So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your
Within truth is seldom told from the
The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
You **** The evening light traces the silhouette
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
The passing star fades into the night and so does the notion
