Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
Forgiveness is never forgiven in the gallows of revenge pulling the lever
I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning
In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
