Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
my soul has abandoned my body in this dark mase of ungodliness
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
