Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries

No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette

Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs

I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped

With this wish I wish tonight that you and I could catch a ride on a meteorite

In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence

Burning cries of torment from the forsaken

You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart

we waltz in visions under the stars and share

The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers

So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your

Soul Deep *** together we sail in the sea