Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet
Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
Dancing alone with a love that came and went holding on to nothing endless
Darkness reflects the pale light truth conveys a book of lies so willingly
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back
