If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
Only innocence can hold dreams within like the sigh of love
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
my soul has abandoned my body in this dark mase of ungodliness
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh
She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees
I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
The passing star fades into the night and so does the notion
So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
