(2002)
The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
Forgiveness is never forgiven in the gallows of revenge pulling the lever
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
Blind *** Your posture conceals the dark desire
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees