Dark Figure *** Tears falling as I sleep falling so strange
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
The weeping souls of eternity can be heard bellowing
She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees
In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
A white lie fades into black the story of love and happiness
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
*** Caressing your picture in my sleep I sigh of love
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
