Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
In Dreams *** Let me sleep a little longer
Darkness reflects the pale light truth conveys a book of lies so willingly
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
Only innocence can hold dreams within like the sigh of love
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
Blind *** Your pose conceals the dark desire
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence