Visions in the dust the shadows smirk in the darken dawn to memories lost
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
Our vows were never broken nor the memories
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
Searching for feelings I cannot explain what happens to love when the flame turns dark
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams
love that once held me has faded into obscurity
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
The times we’ve swayed as one I’ve cherished every moment
